kitanzi: (not enough shelves - by rej)
There are still dribs and drabs to come from the old apartment - we didn't panic over that, since we have to the end of the month to evacuate - and a buttload of cleaning, but the bulk of the move is DONE.

Two Men and a Truck showed up with a VERY big truck this morning right on time, and absolutely kicked ass. Folks, every packed box and every stick of furniture we had was packed, moved, and offloaded into our new place in two and a half hours with no fuss, no attitude, and no damage whatsoever. I was extremely impressed. If you need a moving company, I would highly recommend them.

Now we're settling into the slow process of unpacking all the boxes, but already I'm really liking the new place. We have high ceilings, we have ninety times as much storage space, we have loads of natural light, we have trees out back giving us privacy, we have TWO bathrooms and an office/guest bedroom big enough that we're not crowding each other! The cats are a little slower to settle in, but they're very cute to watch as they prowl around and find new hiding spots. (Jenna nearly gave ACat a nervous breakdown this afternoon when we couldn't find her - neither of us though a cat could FIT under that dresser!)

The boxes of books are living in the garage until we can get shelving put together, and that leaves us lots of space for the rest of the stuff, so all the boxes that were nearly claustrophobic back in the old place are quite reasonable off in a corner for the moment. It'll all get taken care of, but there's no feeling that the place is unlivable while we're working on them, and I really like that.

It's more tiring than I would have thought, though, given that we didn't do all the lugging (just all the packing and unpacking - quite enough in my elderly and senile condition. Well, I feel elderly and senile just now, anyhow.) Just letting folks know that we made it and it's all good, and now I'm going to go get dinner.
kitanzi: (is it soon yet - by nebulein)
Well, the insanity is officially done at work, at least for me. As of today I am back to working one job, for one manager, and the cleanup on the cluster... er, special project for the other department proceeds completely without me, including accounting for a large (and indeterminate) number of missing files. I like it that way. I got out of work after only working EIGHT HOURS today! On a Monday! I even took a lunch break! How decadent and slothful. ****pppppbbbbbbbbt**** I even ran out of things to do at work today, it's amazing.

Back at home we have just under two weeks until the move, however, and I'm at the point where I'm ready to start simplifying my life with a flamethrower. The apartment is overrun with full boxes, empty boxes, piles of stuff, and half packed clutter which drives me nuts. There's very little left to pack that won't actually be used before we go, though, so blitzing through that doesn't make much sense either.

The upshot is that ACat and I are sitting at home in the middle of a halfpacked yard sale, and our lives feel like we're marking time - mostly because we are. We both seem to be a little down, a little unsettled, a little too quiet. I finally have the energy to realize that I feel like every thing is on hold, and I miss people. Me, the introvert. (A cynical corner of my mind wonders if this is because nearly all the books are packed. Shut up, you.)

Still, I do miss folks and while it's not quite the same I should finally have at least time to catch up on LJ. I'm looking forward to the July filk, too! (And I'm still planning some kind of housewarming thingie once we're unpacked. Yeeeeah, how long do you suppose *that* will take?)
kitanzi: (Default)
I just realized how long it's been since I posted, but I really am still alive.

Packing proceeds. I'm not sure where we stand as a fraction of the total, but I think we're doing pretty well, since we are moving 3 weekends from now. There are stacks of filled boxes, mostly in the bedroom. The main thing is not packing things we'll need still.

In fact, I planned to pack a whole lot more this weekend, but our airconditioning has been out. Maintenance keeps coming and fiddling with it, and it will be better for a while, but... he says we have a leak. I don't like the sound of that. No airconditioning in summer in Georgia is somewhat less than a joke - last I checked it was 95 degrees outside. Dunno what it is inside. We keep resolving to just open the windows and at least get some breeze, and then he comes and fiddles and it gets a little bit better for a little while. ACat's playing WoW, and I understand the game's addictive but the computer room's the hottest spot in the house. *shrug*

Against all sense, I am baking the birthday cake for ACat anyhow. Tomorrow, he catches up to me again, at least until next April. Sadly, tomorrow I have an 11 hour workday, so today I bake.

Work continues to be most aggravating, but the worst should be over after this week. I am splitting my time between two high profile, high priority projects for two mangers. They are not playing nicely together. I am not happy with what that means to me. Eh.... still beats the hell out of ADP, *and* it pays better! (Yes, that DOES help my mood! Hell, that fact's what's letting us move in the first place.)

Aphelion is having another flash fic contest - 9 good stories under 1000 words, read them and vote. You don't even have to register, though if you do you can get in on the fun with the next one! (One is mine. Won't tell you which one. It's not the best one.)

Now I go away again to melt quietly by a fan with a book. Come and visit, and we'll share the cake and ice cream.
kitanzi: (Default)
I am currently waiting for the rain to start so I can go run around in it like a mad thing. I used to do that a lot, it used to be fun. I currently look like the losing end of an epic battle with a horde of mad dust bunnies (maybe rabid, definitely pissed off) because I have been packing books. And more books. And moving around the boxes of books already packed.

We are not moving until the end of July. I started out justifying this as the fact that however early you start packing, it's never done in time, so I should really at least pack up the books. I think it's mutated into some sort of coping strategy to deal with months of transition betwee "we live here" and "we live there", when I don't even know yet where there is. (I don't do transitions and change and in between stages very well.) Whatever the reason, we have a wall of boxes of books in the bedroom now which will certainly surprise the cleaning service tomorrow, and many clots of grey dust drifting and sticking and drifting some more. I think some running around in the rain like a ten year old sounds like a really good idea, if only the rain will break.

(Remember, this is Georgia. I would probably not be planning this for the beginning of April if I were still in NH, but here it's actually very reasonable!)

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