Actually it’s like fourdux but I don’t know the word for that if there is one (quadux?) and shortly it will be quindux because one of the things we needed was out of stock and won’t be back in until Thursday. This is the move that will never end, I swear to god. Anyway, we went out to Ikea yesterday. The best part was that on the bus there was a little boy in a Superman coat. I was wearing my Spider-Man hoodie. We kinda gave each other the nod…
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Sigh.
Unpacking shoes and hair styling things is like unpacking a paean to the person I obviously wish I was. :p Nearly unworn heels, bought in a fit of I don’t even know what, except the joy of having discovered heels that were wide enough for my feet. A couple pair have reasonably low heels; I remember thinking they might be walkable-in. And maybe they are, if I was someone else who wore clothes that one wears heels with. And walked less than an average of 5 miles a day. And.…
allflfhfl
5:48am is too early. I’m just sayin’. The nice man who was coming to lay the carpet yesterday morning didn’t show up until 5pm. It only took him an hour to do the job, but it pretty well obliterated getting any unpacking done yesterday. We moved 3 bookshelves back into the dining room and put the table together, but otherwise, well, after that we watched Castle and Defiance. We think the basic idea behind Defiance came from somebody watching House and thinking, “Hey, yeah, ‘everybody lies’, that’s a great premise…
oghl.
This morning a nice man is coming to put a carpet into the dining room, after which the unpacking can actually commence. Except moving the big bookcase may be beyond my ability, so possibly it won’t really commence until tonight/tomorrow after Ted gets home and can help move v. heavy things. Today I have to put the skip out and fill it. That’s the biggest thing I really need to do, although I also still need to: – call airtricity – email nice lady at [redacted] to discuss [redacted] It…
a true measure of quality
Today is the day the city council comes around these pars and takes away bulky household rubbish you’ve put out on the sidewalk. Consequently, pickers (or, as I’ve been calling them, scavengers) in white vans have been driving around the neighborhood since yesterday evening, checking out the pickings. They took the two cheap vacuum cleaners (or hoovers, as we call them here) but have left every other item we put out. That’s a true measure of the quality of stuff we’re divesting the house of. :) Our friends Brian and…