I finally moved to my newly renovated place! The work isn’t totally done yet, but it’s all cosmetic and can be completed while we’re living there. I just wanted to move as soon as possible, as the reno took longer than expected due to termite damage and the electrical had to be totally updated. But we finally made it! I really wanted to take advantage of the holiday weekend. We Massachusetts folks get Patriots Day off. It’s when the Boston Marathon happens, so a lot of people can’t get into work. Of course there is more of a historical meaning to the holiday, but I won’t bore you with that. Since my new office is near the marathon action, we have the day off. Thank goodness!
I’m trying to hoard my vacation time this year, so I can use some of it towards my honeymoon next year. ANYWAY, we’re slowly unpacking and the place looks like a mess, which is sending this neat-freak off the edge. But I am working on one room at a time. I have to find new spots for things, so my life is real-life Tetris. I finally have access to my shoe collection. I managed to find space for all my shoes, which is a miracle. I should really play moving Tetris competitively. HAHA! We got the bathroom totally set up and our bedroom. We’re slowly getting the kitchen up and running. The living room is mostly set up. But I need some more book cases to display my R2 collection and other nerdy items. The office will likely stay a mess for a little while, as it’s the “catch-all” room.
My dog seems to be doing better. He has been really anxious the last few weeks, every time he saw me packing up boxes. He is settling in, but has to get used to sharing the yard with another dog. My sisters dog is friendly, so at least they are getting along. Although, I think he gets annoyed when Rocky doesn’t want to play with him, haha. I’m just glad the move is over, even if unpacking is annoying.
I’ve been sick for a few days and haven’t been sleeping well. It’s basically because my body refuses to let me be a mouth-breather. So sleeping at night with a stuffy nose, consists of not sleeping at all. Despite pumping myself with decongestants. I’ve found a good combo of saline spray and saline gel at night so I can do that breathing thing.
But I haven’t had time to catch up on sleep. So I’m feeling a bit long in the tooth. I dont actually know what that phrase means, but I’m going to imagine myself as a scraggly bunny in dire need of sleep.
So we’re shooting to hopefully move in less than a few weeks. Which means there is no such thing as downtime or sleep. It sucks. I’m trying to find a balance between packing and having a social life. Easier said than done.
I can’t wait for the move to be over. I’m beginning to feel like Tom Hanks at the end of The Burbs, when he accidentally sets that guys house on fire, and then the neighbor tries to murder him in the ambulance. Trouble is, I already feel like setting myself on fire and we haven’t even moved yet.
They opened a new spa near work that does those saltwater pod things. I’m seriously considering booking a session next week. Otherwise I fear I may go mad!
The reno on my new place is a roller coaster. One week we’re on time, then the next we’re not, and we’re back to on time? So now that the place is starting to look more like a dwelling, and less like an industrial disco. I need to book movers. I’ve been trying my best to spend any spare time purging things, and we’ve done a little bit of packing.
I need to keep chipping away at it. I’m hoping to move around Easter weekend, that Monday is a holiday at work (Marathon Monday). Since our office is along the Boston Marathon route, it’s closed. I’d like to piggy-back on the day off. Thankfully we’re able to move some things as we go, but they need to be stored in the basement. I also have some Ikea furniture to order, and it’s tricky to figure out when that can be delivered. I can’t have things delivered too early, because the hardwood floors need to be done. Argh!
Since moving gives me crazy anxiety, I’m trying my bestest not panic. This will be a challenge for sure. Keep calm, and move on?
One of the good(?) things about moving is the panic-induced state forces me to purge things like crazy. I’m trying to dedicate some time this week to purging extra items I no longer see a use for. I have some wine and liquor I will never use. People love to give me wine or liquor as a gift. While I appreciate the sentiment, I don’t like wine, and I’m too lazy to mix my own drinks. So basically the booze just takes up valuable counter space until I can find a chance to give it away, or forget about it entirely. So picture it, my kitchen yesterday in the early evening.I’m dumping bottles of liquor down the drain. I finally get to a bottle of white wine my cousin gave me 2 years ago. I don’t know much about wine, I know you can age it. But frankly, it’s been sitting in my kitchen for two years, clearly I’m not going to ever use it. I had grand plans of making sangria, but that never happened. I do actually like sangria, mostly because the wine flavor is hidden.
So, after I was finished dumping liquor I got to the wine. Apparently it’s one of those nice wines that has a cork. I just realized I don’t actually OWN a wine cork. I thought I did, but no. I mean, Andy and I aren’t wine drinkers, so that is why we went 5 years living together without a cork screw. But I thought I at least had a courtesy one for guests? I’m a bad non-hostess! Just to clarify, Andy and I do drink. But we’re beer people. While I do like sangria and mixed drinks, I leave those to the experts at a pub to mix up for me. ANYWAY, I thought maybe using a steak knife would help me open the wine bottle. Not really. All I managed to do was chip away at the cork. I didn’t care, as I wasn’t going to drink it. But I got to the point where the cork was free and plopped directly into the bottle of wine. I splashed wine all over my face and counter! UGH.
After I was done dumping booze and making my kitchen smell like Barney Gumble threw up everywhere, I started clearing out the bedrooms. I dumped a huge contractor bag of stuff. Plus 2 bags of clothes and shoes to donate. I still want to donate more clothes, but I was too tired to finish digging around. This morning I dropped the donations off at a Planet Aid donation box. See guys, I’m helping the planet by de-hoarding! hahaha. It just stinks I still have to look for things to donate in the other rooms. I also have to start packing soon, yikes.
Moving time is finally getting close(ish). It looks like I’ll be moving to my newly renovated place within a couple of months. But Andy and I had to do some painting over the weekend. The master bedroom will be a light green, the bathroom will be blue, and spare room pale purple. My house is going to look like the Pastel Goth palette from Kat Von D. Hahah! We should hopefully be able to wrap up the painting this weekend (fingers crossed). But now I have to start to pack things up, which I’m not looking forward to doing. Moving makes me panic because it forces me to come to terms with the fact I have too many things. Granted, I plan to purge as I pack. I’m sure I’ll have things I don’t feel like packing, so straight to the trash or donation bin they go.
I think I’d be less twitchy about the situation if I could start to move things now. But there are still a lot of things being done in the new place, like the floors need to be tiled or refinished, and (of course) the painting. So I can’t really move things until the floors are done. PLUS I need to order some storage cabinets from Ikea, as we need the extra closet space. I’m thinking of ordering soon, and just sticking the boxes in the basement until we’re ready to move them upstairs and assemble. Argh!
Looks like I forgot to blog yesterday. This month is a bit crazy! My work is moving locations, and I will have a much shorter commute. Also, my new office won’t be in the middle of the woods, so it will be nice to be in civilization. Although, they did open a huge new strip mall (sort of) near my work. So the last year or so, haven’t been bad for this boondocks worker. But now I have to pack up my desk, which isn’t fun. I’ve been trying to dump things, but looks like I’m going to need more than 3 crates, only because my filing racks and binders take up a ton of space. UGH.
At least it will be easier after we move, I can walk to places for lunch and shopping. Plus I can run errands during lunch, e-gads! The best part of all, I will be near tons of Pokestops! Haha! I know I’m like one of 3 people worldwide still playing Pokemon Go, but I’m very close to getting all of the original Pokemon (that are available to my region). My goal was to try and get as many as possible, before they add 100 more to the game. Let’s see how far I can get.
Anyway, I had a pretty fun weekend. One night we ended up at the bar near my place. We noticed a piano stored on the balcony, and wanted to play it. I think I convinced a guy to attempt to climb the balcony to play it, but I didn’t want to witness him getting kicked out, so I told him to not bother.
So I went to go look at the new apartment I will be taking ownership of in October. It has good bones, but the bathroom and kitchen need to be redone. I was hoping the kitchen wouldn’t be bad, but it’s small and has no counter space. I actually like my 1950’s kitchen in my current apartment much better. We may not have much counter space there either, but it’s more than the new place. So we will have to open up the kitchen and renovate it.
We were talking with my dad’s friend who is a contractor, he is going to have an engineer come by and take a look at the layout and see what can be done. We may end up copying the format of my sister’s apartment, since it’s basically the same layout. Plus if she can find her floor plans, that makes things much easier. As for the rest of the place, we will need new front and back doors, some painting, and to refinish the hardwood floors. At least Andy and I can refinish the floors and paint on our own. But basically, I don’t know how long the renovations will take, so TBD on when the hell we can move in. It makes sense to do all these changes prior to moving, as it will be majorly disruptive to do these things while we’re living there. I also need to get an estimate for all the work that needs to be done, so I can start the “wonderful” journey of getting a loan. At least interest rates are low. But still, yikes!