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Well, according to my own journal page, I haven't updated since the 28th of October. Can they revoke my geek card for that?

Needless to say, a lot has happened in the intervening three months, not least of which is that, yea verily, we have moved into the new house. That's pretty much the reason I haven't had time for LJ or e-mail or indeed the internet (today was the first day I had logged on in something over two months). After my last log, my days were spent packing, packing, packing. That or painting, painting, painting.

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Anyway, that's more or less the highlights of the last three months, probably most concisely summed up by saying: We moved into the new house and it's really cool.

Oh, yeah, and that I missed LJ a lot. I'm glad to be back!
dmarley: Fingerpainting (Default)
First of all, thanks for all the B-day wishes yesterday! :) I did get my romantic dinner at the IHOP, then came home and spent a glorious evening packing. :)

Found out from my sister that she's getting me the 15th edition of The Chicago Manual of Style for my birthday. Squee! Fear my grammar geekitude!

Got some fairly good news from the contractor yesterday. He says that, yeah, they'll have to tear out the sheet rock and possibly some insulation to cope with the mold, but the joists and subflooring look okay. Also, he thinks the deck can be made safe with the subtraction of the wobbly rails and siding-destroying trellis, and the addition of some supports. He should have an estimate for us soon, and we'll go from there.

I've been sorting through some overlooked boxes of really old papers and things, and found several useful items, including the manual for my camera which told me why the date was no longer showing up on the pictures.

Must go now. I'm scheduled for a flu shot at 8, and have yet to shower and eat breakfast. Ah, the luxury of lounging around until 7 am....
dmarley: Jack O'Neill in front of the Stargate with the caption "I feel...groovy" (Jack)
Last spam of the morning, promise. I gotta get to work packing!

As an aside to all this house business, I can't believe that I've apparently not mentioned that one of my closest friends is gearing up to close on a house not a mile away from this one. It was one of those strokes of amazing good fortune, and I can't believe that I've not talked about it. Well, probably I was afraid of jinxing the deal, and I hope I haven't done it now. :) Anyway, when Jamie (not to be confused with my sister Jami) and I both realized that we were going to be house-hunting at the same time, we decided to join forces and see if we couldn't manage to live in the same area of town. I went with her the day she looked at the house she ended up bidding for, and I knew that the house I was looking at was in the same general area, but we'd driven around so much that day that it wasn't until I compared the addresses on Mapquest that I realized that we were a mile apart as the crow flies. I'm wondering if that's close enough to qualify for Trading Spaces....

Anyway, Jamie (again, not my sister) and her husband are planning to close around the same time as we are (she actually won the bid on her house the day after ours was accepted by HUD), but whereas we're not planning to move until mid-December, she's going to move that weekend. Needless to say, there's a certain packing frenzy going on in our households. One nice thing is that Albert is able to get good-quality used boxes from work, to the tune of about 30 to 50 per day. Even with all the books, and with both our households moving, I think we'll be okay on the box front, which is often the worst hassle of trying to move.

I have to say that this packing experience isn't nearly as arduous as I remember the last one being. Last time we moved, we threw out what I estimated at the time to be--no kidding--about a dumpster's worth of papers and other miscellaneous crap. So far, I've only disposed of five or six boxes of stuff, and I've already gone through most of the high-crap areas like my desk and the filing cabinet.

I did finally throw away all my bank statements of the last fifteen years, along with my cancelled checks and ATM receipts. I did keep my pay stubs from the early 90s, since the Social Security Administration is under the impression that I didn't earn any money in 1990 and I'd like to have proof to get that worked out, but the rest went bye-bye. Gosh, I hope I don't need that stuff one day.

One thing I found was the receipt for the movers I hired when I moved from Murfreesboro to Nashville some 13 years ago. They charged me $250, and after hauling my books up three flights of stairs in August, the movers politely asked me not to call their company the next time I moved. :)

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