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25 Days

Wow. I can’t believe we close in 25 days. It seems like just the other day that we put the offer in and began the whole akin-to-waterboarding process.

Today, my honey knocked another task off our list, getting home-owner‘s insurance. We packed up a lot of our living room last night, mostly books we want to keep and knick-knacks that are not essential to daily living. The mantle of the fireplace is so bare now, it’s strange.

We also gave notice on our falling-down rental charming bungalow, and I mailed an important related document today. So actually, three things got stricken from The Grand Moving List.

As you can probably surmise, I feel a lot better about things today than I did late last week. Hopefully that brief period of Oh-my-god-what-the-fucking-hell-kill-me-now is over, and I can resume my regularly scheduled demeanor of Zen Goddess.

Still left to do:

  1. Get a fridge
  2. Find a door for the carport (part of Operation: Captive Shiba)
  3. Find a gate for the other side of the house (see above covert ops)
  4. Fence area near carport (again, see covert ops)
  5. Move the utilities to the new address
  6. Change address with the post office, places of employment, etc
  7. Hire movers
  8. Try not to drop dead from exhaustion before 11/30
  9. Oh yeah, actually finalize the deal and close

I have this strange urge to assume an Aussie accent and quip, “That’s not a list, this is a list!”

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posted by Lachlan in Blogsploitation,The Devil Duck Tales and have Comments (4)

4 Responses to “25 Days”

  1. cnote says:

    Darn. If I were going to be in town I would help you guys move :(

  2. Maria says:

    The packing is the worst, in my opinion. And the moving day. I am SO glad you are hiring a moving company. I have always done the asking of friends thing and you know…it was WAY too stressful. If we move again, I am going to insist on movers.

  3. Lachlan says:

    Cnote, thanks for the thought- we love ya for it.

    Maria- gods, I don’t know where we’d be without movers. We’d be so screwed- between Bayou’s neuropathy in her arm and my neck injury, we’d be absolutely farked beyond belief without movers! It’s definitely money well-spent.

  4. RitaV says:

    Hmmm……I hope you don’t have the “Cook Thanksgiving dinner” in there too. :)

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