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Okay.  So last week I was shifting boxes, moving out of my weekday flat and bringing home everything (well, most of it, anyway) that I'd managed to accumulate over the past four and half years.  Like additional crockery and cutlery.  My good office clothes.  My craft stuff.  Several shelves of books (and the shelves ...)  Folders and files for the thesis.  One PC ...

We somehow managed to stack all of this up somewhere in the house, requiring me to squeeze past stacker boxes in order to get to bed, and stare grimly at still packed suitcases when trying to decide what to wear in the morning.

So this week, we've started the inevitable game of chinese puzzle blocks, which requires something to be done in one room, so that we can move boxes out of another, sort out that space, and move the contents of the boxes back ...

So far, we've managed to absorb the extra kitchen stuff into the kitchen (although I did raise an eyebrow at finding DB happily pouring light soy sauce from a small bottle into the big bottle of dark soy sauce ... 'shake it up, it'll be okay' he says. ...), have packed the old, old PC (five plus years back) into the boot of the car to take to the dump this afternoon, and made sufficent space to sort out the pile of junk in the bathroom - which we have to do, in order to be able to reassemble my shelve units (temporarily) in there, so we can sort books and move folders.  Once we've done that, we can bring down the rest of the stuff from the attic, redecorate up there, and put all the 'store for now' stuff back up there, making room for ... oh, you get the idea! 

At some point, I may have a house that looks like a house, and not a warehouse - although I'm not holding my breath!

I've also sort of promised the DB that I'll buy him a PC that will cope with the 3d graphics software he wants to play with, so I need to sort out how to manage five PCs in a two person house.  (That's mine, weekday mine now back, his, my laptop and the office laptop. )  Thank the gods of technoolgy for creating wireless networking!

And at some point, in among all this, I have to get on with writing the thesis!

Nu-job's good though.  Even if I am spending half of it chasing around the country ...

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caarianna
Jun. 28th, 2009 11:44 am (UTC)
I'm glad to hear that you're well on your way to being settled back home. ::hugs::

I can identify with the boxes, though for a different reason. Nearly a year and a half ago, my friends helped me 'stage' my house for selling, which basically means removing anything remotely personal or 'cluttery' in the way of decor, putting half the contents of closets into boxes, to make them look bigger ::sighs::, and ridding myself of shelving units (more stuff into boxes, like dvds, cds, books) -- all with the effect of feeling like I'm living in a nice but impersonal space, and I have NO idea in which box to look for anything. I have stacks of boxes far higher than my head lining the walls of my garage.

I will be SO glad when I'm finally moved and everything is unpacked in the new spot -- which, at this point, looks like it might be sometime in 2011. Of course, then I'll remember that something I want has been left in the trailer in California. ;)
mythichistorian
Jun. 28th, 2009 06:57 pm (UTC)
I've been having that problem for four and a bit years. 'I need ... oh - it's the other side of the country. It'll have to wait until the weekend ...'

At least now I have everything under one roof. Don't know where or which box it's in, but it'll be here. Somewhere! *g*

Do people really think half empty cupboards are bigger? I think I'd be more impressed with just how much stuff could be fitted in (and this theory presumably, thinks that would be buyers don't look too hard at the garage!)

It is good to be home, chaos and stumbling round boxes notwithstanding. The cats think it's wonderful, as there's someone else around to give them treats and scritches on demand. Working from home is taking some getting used to though. Too many distractions around! :-)
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