The day has come... that is, if everything with the moving truck works out as we hope/expect. Problem is, I have a debit card, but no license, and my brother-in-law has a driver's license, but no credit card. Now, if only the rental place will accept a debit card, we should be o.k. Otherwise, I might have to go to the bank, withdraw some money, and hope they accept that instead. While I realize they have to be security conscious about who they rent the trucks out to, I would think we would have enough identification among us to establish our identities. Odd on how the whole move might be jeopardized by such a small detail. And I have no idea what we're going to do if we don't get the van.
The bathroom looks weird in a spartan sort of way. The only things of ours left in at the moment are some soap, a towel, and some toilet paper. There's also a bit of an echo in there now, but we're not planning on taking that with us.
If nothing else, we got rid of a lot of trash. Hopefully, a few prayers and/or some fast talking will be enough to see us through this difficulty. Anyway, my brother-in-law and nephews should be here in a few hours. Que sera, sera.
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The Experiment Was A Success; Status Report At T-minus 2 Days
I is genius!
On the home front, I still have one (half) bin of garbage to toss out unless we find some more, which I highly doubt. The only things left to pack are pretty much stuff that will have to wait until the last minute (food, dinnerware, the telephone, clock, cables from the TV and computer, etc.). I've taken everything we had hanging on the walls off, but still have some nails in the combination dining room/ kitchen that I'm going to have to wait until we remove the boxes that are piled in front of the window which is under them (the nails, that is). I still have to call to get gas/water/electricity turned on, but, other than that, my day today (the 23rd) should be fairly free. My brother-in-law and a couple of nephews (from my wife's side) should be coming from Los Angeles sometime Friday (night?) to help us get the truck, load it, and move our stuff there and we've already cleared a space for them in the living room for them to sleep. Then the fun begins all over again with unpacking and getting settled in.
My brain, meanwhile, is still in that weirded-out zone between "Wow! Are we finally going to do this?" and "AUUUUUUUUGH! Do we really want to do this?".
EDIT: Just had a scary moment when I heard something fall in the kitchen. Turned out to be just the ironing board which was leaning against the refrigerator sliding down.
On the home front, I still have one (half) bin of garbage to toss out unless we find some more, which I highly doubt. The only things left to pack are pretty much stuff that will have to wait until the last minute (food, dinnerware, the telephone, clock, cables from the TV and computer, etc.). I've taken everything we had hanging on the walls off, but still have some nails in the combination dining room/ kitchen that I'm going to have to wait until we remove the boxes that are piled in front of the window which is under them (the nails, that is). I still have to call to get gas/water/electricity turned on, but, other than that, my day today (the 23rd) should be fairly free. My brother-in-law and a couple of nephews (from my wife's side) should be coming from Los Angeles sometime Friday (night?) to help us get the truck, load it, and move our stuff there and we've already cleared a space for them in the living room for them to sleep. Then the fun begins all over again with unpacking and getting settled in.
My brain, meanwhile, is still in that weirded-out zone between "Wow! Are we finally going to do this?" and "AUUUUUUUUGH! Do we really want to do this?".
EDIT: Just had a scary moment when I heard something fall in the kitchen. Turned out to be just the ironing board which was leaning against the refrigerator sliding down.
5 Days To Go... & I Sometimes Wonder Whether We're Throwing Away More Than What We're Keeping
Beyond that, not much to write about. Just another day of throwing more stuff out and packing. Tomorrow (or, that is, later today) ought to offer a bit more variety, if not excitement. Have to cancel one doctor's appointment for my wife which was supposed to happen in March and confirm a change of service with the phone company. Other than that, it looks like more packing and... well, there doesn't appear to be much left that we're planning on throwing away. Of course, it might well turn out that not everything fits on the truck, but I don't foresee having that problem. On the other hand, most people who that has happened to probably thought the same way ahead of time. So it may well turn into one of those cases of "oops, time to go to plan 'b'"- that is, if there is a plan 'b'.
Trash, Trash, & MORE TRASH!
I suppose one consequence of moving is that it's forced us to become a little less materialistic as we simply won't have enough room where we're moving to to keep all the stuff we've managed to accumulate here (not to mention that we'd prefer not to move a whole bunch of stuff we no longer want- or at least not enough to pack it up and move it with us. Thus, it seems like every time I've gone to empty the (quite large) bin of garbage into the dumpster, it's only back in the apartment for a few seconds before it's full again. And that's not even including everything that we've given away (such as my *sob* approximately 5000 comic book collection (NOTE: if you ever want to get a huge response to a CraigsList ad, simply add the words "1000's of free comic books" somewhere in the title*]). Even though I posted the ad at about 2:00 a.m., I got about 20 replies within minutes and at least 100 all told, although a few of them were actually interested in the free furniture I was giving away as well)..
Which brings me to a (AFAIK) new proverb: "Man** who want to know how much trash he have should try moving".
* N.B.:It's probably advisable, if not more honest, to first have 1000's of comic books that you're willing to give away though.. Just saying.
** Not trying to be sexist here, it's just that proverbs traditionally begin with "Man". Anyone who wants to spread this proverb and feels more comfortable with using "Person" or even "Woman" has my official permission to do so.
Which brings me to a (AFAIK) new proverb: "Man** who want to know how much trash he have should try moving".
* N.B.:It's probably advisable, if not more honest, to first have 1000's of comic books that you're willing to give away though.. Just saying.
** Not trying to be sexist here, it's just that proverbs traditionally begin with "Man". Anyone who wants to spread this proverb and feels more comfortable with using "Person" or even "Woman" has my official permission to do so.
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