4th January 2009 (22:53)
current location:
The NEW home
current mood: drained
current song: "Get ready to Jump"
After 5+ days of no internets, I am back online. Whew!
Note to self: I hate packing. Really hate it. With proper labeling, the moving part is alright. With proper planning, the moving part goes smoothly. With proper weather, the moving part can be almost pleasant. Almost.
But I *LOTHE* packing.
For all intents and purposes... I have moved 3 feet to the left. I have a 30-paces walk to the bus stop that takes me to work instead of a 10 minute jog. T now has a 9 minute walk to work instead of 13. C gets on the school bus 10 mins later, and arrives home 9 minutes earlier. Somehow, somewhere, the gods are laughing at me. I just know it.
I have moved into a house that cannot be described as anything but "Organically grown". A regular house that has had rooms added as needed....with all the electrical mystery you could want. For my sanity, I've labelled all *known* switches. In green tape. Don't laugh. I've done it to my kitchen cupboards too. I really can't find anything!!!! I've stopped short of labelling all the computer wires in the lab room cause mine's the only one assembled and running right now!
I have done away with my sewing room. *Gasps and shocked looks abound* In the old place, I was using it as fabric storage, but when your fabrics and sewing machine are lightly covered in dust, you know you need to change something. So, I have. In the new place, I now have a reading room. I can't call it a living room, as that's what T calls the TV room. (Cause we all know the TV must go in the living room!) I'm actually excited to have a room that is just for talking and socializing in that is away from the idiot box. The possiblilies are endless-ish. Now all I need are a few comfy rocking chairs and a couch. I'll have to work on that one.
The new place does come with a few drawbacks. Most are just minor irritations, but nothing compares to the neubery of the lone washroom. In a 5' X 5' space, we have a pre-fab (unfinished) vanity that takes up 9.5'. When you sit on the toilet, your knees knock into the sink. When you take a bath, you have 1 foot length between the tub and vanity. When leaving the room, you have 6" between the rim of the toilet and the EDGE of the vanity. Somehow, I can't imagine this to be legal. But, we'll see how it all plays out.
Now, to unpacking, sorting, SallyAnn runs, and homecooked dinners again. Oh, and work. Gotta go back to work.
I'm taking next Christmas off.
Cheers!
Des