Time for a movie and a late lunch.
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John 12:24 "Truly, truly, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains alone; but if it dies, it bears much fruit."
Showing posts with label new house. Show all posts
Showing posts with label new house. Show all posts
06 August 2016
Now We Know How Long It Takes To Clean the Entire House
We've been cleaning in stages, a floor or two at a time, up until today. For all three floors: 5 hours. Now we know why the one or two at a time was a good idea.
Time for a movie and a late lunch.
Time for a movie and a late lunch.
26 July 2016
Hard to Believe
No, I'm not referring to Hillary Clinton et al. Although it would be an appropriate description of my reaction to the subject.
But I digress.
It's hard to believe it's nearly August already. This summer has flown by, more quickly than usual. Prob'ly had something to do with all the packing, moving, unpacking, and household chores.
But here it is, July 26th. Of course, in a peculiarly Alaskan twist, it was 49° on my deck this morning. Although AccuHunch surmises that we might get into the upper 60s today, a return to summer weather is a week away. Or so they predict.
We've had several consecutive days of rainfall, and the fire department/Dept. of Conservation/everyone else has finally contained the McHugh Creek fire. They began rolling up all the hoses and sprinklers laid out in the southern subdivisions yesterday, finally secure in the knowledge that we've had enough rain for it to be absorbed by the greenery. Thus the risk of wildfire is reduced to acceptable levels.
Much ado is being made about properly protecting homes on the edge of wilderness, by clearing trees out to a safe distance from houses, pruning crowns at least 10 feet apart, and so on. Most homes on wooded lots are completely surrounded by trees, and in many cases only the building site and driveway were cleared.
Like mine, f'rinstance. Even the homes with manicured front yards (roughly half, in our subdivision) have trees too close, by fire safety standards.
So we have to weigh the cost and trouble of removing a couple dozen large trees from the sides and rear of the house. It will be neither easy nor inexpensive. And frankly, I'd rather not.
On the other hand, I'd rather not let my house burn down, either.
Sigh...
But I digress.
It's hard to believe it's nearly August already. This summer has flown by, more quickly than usual. Prob'ly had something to do with all the packing, moving, unpacking, and household chores.
But here it is, July 26th. Of course, in a peculiarly Alaskan twist, it was 49° on my deck this morning. Although AccuHunch surmises that we might get into the upper 60s today, a return to summer weather is a week away. Or so they predict.
We've had several consecutive days of rainfall, and the fire department/Dept. of Conservation/everyone else has finally contained the McHugh Creek fire. They began rolling up all the hoses and sprinklers laid out in the southern subdivisions yesterday, finally secure in the knowledge that we've had enough rain for it to be absorbed by the greenery. Thus the risk of wildfire is reduced to acceptable levels.
Much ado is being made about properly protecting homes on the edge of wilderness, by clearing trees out to a safe distance from houses, pruning crowns at least 10 feet apart, and so on. Most homes on wooded lots are completely surrounded by trees, and in many cases only the building site and driveway were cleared.
Like mine, f'rinstance. Even the homes with manicured front yards (roughly half, in our subdivision) have trees too close, by fire safety standards.
So we have to weigh the cost and trouble of removing a couple dozen large trees from the sides and rear of the house. It will be neither easy nor inexpensive. And frankly, I'd rather not.
On the other hand, I'd rather not let my house burn down, either.
Sigh...
14 July 2016
By Request
One of you (and you know who you are) asked for a picture of our new house in summer time. You've already seen a colder, snowier shot, so here you go.
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| This is what it looks like, today. |
30 June 2016
Crazy Busy
My apologies for the light and frothy posting, this week. Work has gotten in the way, and then there's still the we-just-moved-in tasks at the new home: delivery of a new freezer, spraying the birch trees in the backyard for aphids, cutting the grass, and I'm going to have to rent a tiller. Seems the previous owners had several raised garden beds (may not be the right term).
Those long, rectangular beds no longer have any sides, but they're still there: a foot high, two feet wide, and 10 feet long. They've become a dense mass of roots and vines, and Younger Daughter wore herself out trying to chop one up with a shovel and rake.
And then we had a meeting the neighbors behind us, to talk about the huge hole in the fence which their Great Dane created. Apparently, its intent was to come into our yard and bark its head off at us. A couple of times, it appeared on our deck so it could bark at us in the kitchen.
We'd had enough of that after the first time - and it kept happening. But large dog or not, it responded to this alpha male stalking toward it by running back through the hole ... and then barking from the other side of the fence.
We ignored it until the next time we saw the neighbors were home, and had a heart-to-heart. They claimed to have been unaware of the hole, but have since fixed it. Said doggy, named Mazy, now haz a sad because she can't get into our stuff anymore.
We like dogs, but a 90-pound puppy (Mazy's 10 months old) was pushing the limits. We were nice, and they thanked us for not calling Animal Control. It's illegal for them to allow their dog onto anyone else's property without permission, you see, and they know that. But going to that extreme seemed unnecessary, and as it turned out, all is now well.
Meanwhile, life goes on, and there are other things to do. Y'all be careful out there ... and if you can't be careful, don't get caught. :)
Those long, rectangular beds no longer have any sides, but they're still there: a foot high, two feet wide, and 10 feet long. They've become a dense mass of roots and vines, and Younger Daughter wore herself out trying to chop one up with a shovel and rake.
And then we had a meeting the neighbors behind us, to talk about the huge hole in the fence which their Great Dane created. Apparently, its intent was to come into our yard and bark its head off at us. A couple of times, it appeared on our deck so it could bark at us in the kitchen.
We'd had enough of that after the first time - and it kept happening. But large dog or not, it responded to this alpha male stalking toward it by running back through the hole ... and then barking from the other side of the fence.
We ignored it until the next time we saw the neighbors were home, and had a heart-to-heart. They claimed to have been unaware of the hole, but have since fixed it. Said doggy, named Mazy, now haz a sad because she can't get into our stuff anymore.
We like dogs, but a 90-pound puppy (Mazy's 10 months old) was pushing the limits. We were nice, and they thanked us for not calling Animal Control. It's illegal for them to allow their dog onto anyone else's property without permission, you see, and they know that. But going to that extreme seemed unnecessary, and as it turned out, all is now well.
Meanwhile, life goes on, and there are other things to do. Y'all be careful out there ... and if you can't be careful, don't get caught. :)
10 June 2016
A Slow Start
I was so thoroughly convinced that yesterday was Friday, that I turned off the alarm clock when I arose. So today ... yep. Overslept by more than an hour.
But by having a PB&J for breakfast, along with only one cup of coffee, I was at work an hour later. And I could swear my truck was moving in slow motion all the way here, no matter what the speedometer said.
20 years ago, I used to get passed every morning by an expensive car with personalized plates which read IMSOL8. Today, I achieved a new level of sympathy for whoever that was.
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We're squarely in the middle of the annual six-week period when it doesn't get dark. But we've noticed that it doesn't seem so bright at our new house, because we're completely surrounded by forest. A half-mile or so down the road, when we reach an area of cleared lots, it suddenly gets brighter.
But sitting out on the deck in the evenings has become our new favorite pastime. Sure, we can hear sounds of human activity, and distant traffic from time to time. But all we can see is trees, and that's okay with us.
Conversation, rather than television, is the center of activity. We've banned gripes about work, co-workers, and all things of that nature, focusing instead on our new home, plans and dreams, and how this is the nicest "resort" we've found in Alaska. I think we'll stay. :)
Sooner or later, though, the air gets too cool, and we have to go back inside.
But by having a PB&J for breakfast, along with only one cup of coffee, I was at work an hour later. And I could swear my truck was moving in slow motion all the way here, no matter what the speedometer said.
20 years ago, I used to get passed every morning by an expensive car with personalized plates which read IMSOL8. Today, I achieved a new level of sympathy for whoever that was.
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We're squarely in the middle of the annual six-week period when it doesn't get dark. But we've noticed that it doesn't seem so bright at our new house, because we're completely surrounded by forest. A half-mile or so down the road, when we reach an area of cleared lots, it suddenly gets brighter.
But sitting out on the deck in the evenings has become our new favorite pastime. Sure, we can hear sounds of human activity, and distant traffic from time to time. But all we can see is trees, and that's okay with us.
Conversation, rather than television, is the center of activity. We've banned gripes about work, co-workers, and all things of that nature, focusing instead on our new home, plans and dreams, and how this is the nicest "resort" we've found in Alaska. I think we'll stay. :)
Sooner or later, though, the air gets too cool, and we have to go back inside.
05 June 2016
Yet Another Busy Weekend
Unpacking boxes, flattening the empties, and finding time to fix a meal or two ... this has become the norm.
This morning, my wife and I spent the better part of three hours unpacking boxes marked "Garage" or variations thereof, and I put things on shelves. Little of it is where it will eventually wind up, but it's the first time in six weeks that all the tools, fasteners, and supplies have been accessible.
Four people diving for the same screwdriver is just not right, ya know?
This morning, my wife and I spent the better part of three hours unpacking boxes marked "Garage" or variations thereof, and I put things on shelves. Little of it is where it will eventually wind up, but it's the first time in six weeks that all the tools, fasteners, and supplies have been accessible.
Four people diving for the same screwdriver is just not right, ya know?
22 May 2016
Ninety-Five Percent, Plus
It's astounding how much stuff our daughters managed to accumulate in just two years in their own place. We, of course, had practically nothing in comparison.
Yeah, right.If you believe that one, I've got an oceanfront lot just outside of Omaha ...
So we've knocked the Pile O' Boxes down to a couple dozen, plus odds and ends. The kitchen, office, dining area, both living rooms, and all three bedrooms are done - or nearly done. The house looks almost finished, except for artwork and decor touches.
The garage, which has served as our staging area, will be the last area straightened. Lots of tools and supplies to put away, and Older Daughter and I look forward to arranging our respective areas of the wrap-around building workbench.
But things are coming along nicely. Just a few more trips to the dump with flattened boxes (a lot of those) and left-over/surplus furniture which is past its expiration date.
Furniture is in place, and it looks like somebody's home. :)
Yeah, right.If you believe that one, I've got an oceanfront lot just outside of Omaha ...
So we've knocked the Pile O' Boxes down to a couple dozen, plus odds and ends. The kitchen, office, dining area, both living rooms, and all three bedrooms are done - or nearly done. The house looks almost finished, except for artwork and decor touches.
The garage, which has served as our staging area, will be the last area straightened. Lots of tools and supplies to put away, and Older Daughter and I look forward to arranging our respective areas of the wrap-around building workbench.
But things are coming along nicely. Just a few more trips to the dump with flattened boxes (a lot of those) and left-over/surplus furniture which is past its expiration date.
Furniture is in place, and it looks like somebody's home. :)
20 May 2016
Posting May Be Irregular
this weekend, due to a strong desire to finish unpacking the pile o' boxes in the garage. We've made quite a dent, but have a way to go.
The folks on the sidebar have plenty of free ice cream and cookies for you. Try them on for size, if you haven't already. :)
The folks on the sidebar have plenty of free ice cream and cookies for you. Try them on for size, if you haven't already. :)
17 May 2016
Another Hurdle Passed
As part of moving into the new digs, Older Daughter and I had the disassembled components of our desks stacked and staged in the living room. Since the office adjoins that room, it made sense at the time.
But that left us unable to use the living room for much of anything other than a walkway with a couch on one side. The TV is in the corner near where the entertainment system will be set up, but it was almost hidden from view.
Yesterday morning, we listened to the news while drinking our coffee. At least we could tell by the glow that the picture was on.
We got to that stuff last night, and organized the office; it's the first time we've been able to see all the way across the living room. Turns out there's a fireplace on that far wall. Who knew?
:)
But that left us unable to use the living room for much of anything other than a walkway with a couch on one side. The TV is in the corner near where the entertainment system will be set up, but it was almost hidden from view.
Yesterday morning, we listened to the news while drinking our coffee. At least we could tell by the glow that the picture was on.
We got to that stuff last night, and organized the office; it's the first time we've been able to see all the way across the living room. Turns out there's a fireplace on that far wall. Who knew?
:)
15 May 2016
A Sneak Peek
Looking out the living room window (on the second floor - and note that the furniture in front of the window will most definitely not live there; we're still unpacking and re-assembling furniture):
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| As always, click to embiggen. :) |
14 May 2016
The First Weekend
in the new house is off to a great start.
When we wake up in the mornings, all we've been able to hear - so far - is birds chirping in the trees. Of course it's summer in Alaska, so it's light already at 04:30 hrs.
A tech from the cable company was here this morning, and our TV, internet and wi-fi are restored. The new TV stand I ordered hasn't yet arrived, and we haven't yet found the pedestal that came with the TV.
Our rented home in Anchorage was two blocks from the highway, one block from the old highway, two blocks from a grass landing strip, and 1 1/2 blocks from the railroad tracks. We heard motorcycles, loud cars, music and neighbors at all hours. It was manageable in winter, when the windows were closed, but always present.
All of the lots in this wooded mountainside subdivision are a half-acre in size, so the houses are well-spaced. Here, there's little traffic sound except when a car passes (rare), the neighbors are hundreds of feet away rather than a few dozen, and we're nowhere the highway. In fact, what I can hear as I type this next to open windows at 13:00 hrs is a few birds, a distant airliner rumbles softly, and there's a persistent bee which is determined that the screen shouldn't be in his way.
Our view in all directions is trees. Mostly deciduous trees on the south side, but the front yard - facing the mountain - is nearly all blue spruce. Very tall blue spruce. :) But beyond the trees is a mountain which fills the view to the north. We noticed that, while seated with our coffee, we couldn't see the sky without going to the window and looking up at a sharp angle. Winter-time views, when the foliage is thinner, should be spectacularly snowy.
I cannot adequately express the joy we're experiencing here. All I can tell you is how satisfying it was, when the cable tech asked whether I'm the owner.
"Yes. Yes, I am."
When we wake up in the mornings, all we've been able to hear - so far - is birds chirping in the trees. Of course it's summer in Alaska, so it's light already at 04:30 hrs.
A tech from the cable company was here this morning, and our TV, internet and wi-fi are restored. The new TV stand I ordered hasn't yet arrived, and we haven't yet found the pedestal that came with the TV.
Our rented home in Anchorage was two blocks from the highway, one block from the old highway, two blocks from a grass landing strip, and 1 1/2 blocks from the railroad tracks. We heard motorcycles, loud cars, music and neighbors at all hours. It was manageable in winter, when the windows were closed, but always present.
All of the lots in this wooded mountainside subdivision are a half-acre in size, so the houses are well-spaced. Here, there's little traffic sound except when a car passes (rare), the neighbors are hundreds of feet away rather than a few dozen, and we're nowhere the highway. In fact, what I can hear as I type this next to open windows at 13:00 hrs is a few birds, a distant airliner rumbles softly, and there's a persistent bee which is determined that the screen shouldn't be in his way.
Our view in all directions is trees. Mostly deciduous trees on the south side, but the front yard - facing the mountain - is nearly all blue spruce. Very tall blue spruce. :) But beyond the trees is a mountain which fills the view to the north. We noticed that, while seated with our coffee, we couldn't see the sky without going to the window and looking up at a sharp angle. Winter-time views, when the foliage is thinner, should be spectacularly snowy.
I cannot adequately express the joy we're experiencing here. All I can tell you is how satisfying it was, when the cable tech asked whether I'm the owner.
"Yes. Yes, I am."
13 May 2016
Nearly Done
99 percent of our things are now at least in the new house. As Old NFO so adroitly observed in a comment on the previous post, unpacking takes forever.
Because we've run out of time, what with all of us working full time, I've reserved a cargo van for tomorrow afternoon. We'll take a pile o' trash and debris to a local drop-off, and then the last load of belongings will come here.
The unpacking will take a bit longer. 😥
on Sunday, two of us will shop for groceries and several things our need for which has been revealed by the move. The other two of us are going to test drive a couple of newer pickups. Seems Older Daughter's '96 Ranger has given its all.
So busy days continue to be the norm.
Because we've run out of time, what with all of us working full time, I've reserved a cargo van for tomorrow afternoon. We'll take a pile o' trash and debris to a local drop-off, and then the last load of belongings will come here.
The unpacking will take a bit longer. 😥
on Sunday, two of us will shop for groceries and several things our need for which has been revealed by the move. The other two of us are going to test drive a couple of newer pickups. Seems Older Daughter's '96 Ranger has given its all.
So busy days continue to be the norm.
Getting There, and Obama Riots
Just about everything that could be loaded into three SUVs has been duly loaded, and carted the 25 miles from old house to new home. Today, the movers will be there at 0900 to bring the furniture.
We're looking forward to having a place to sit down, and then the Great Unpacking and Reassembly can begin.
But first: sleep.
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"The amount of sleep required by the average person is five minutes more."
~ Wilson Mizener
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And finally, here's a classic from Wild Bill:
We're looking forward to having a place to sit down, and then the Great Unpacking and Reassembly can begin.
But first: sleep.
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"The amount of sleep required by the average person is five minutes more."
~ Wilson Mizener
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And finally, here's a classic from Wild Bill:
12 May 2016
First Night: AAR
So yesterday after work, it turned into a 9 1/2-hour marathon of carrying beds up and down multiple flights of stairs, moving a ton of brass and lead, and the assorted hardware associated with that weight. And there were several dozen boxes of varying sizes and weights.
75 miles of driving, three round trips, and lots and LOTS of boxes.
We got the last bed assembled at 23:30 last night. And I tell you what: pushing all those beds up two flights of stairs got old long before the task was done. Of course, the furniture won't be delivered to the new place until tomorrow, so we've no place to sit except the hearth. By midnight, even that stone ledge felt better than standing around the kitchen.
And boy, did that bed feel good by the time we were able to unwind and fall into it, at 00:30.
So, the after-action report? No traffic noise, no barking downs, no loud neighbors. Just chirping birds right before the alarm went off at 04:30.
This morning, I hurt in places I'd forgotten I had. I'm tired enough that the first two cups of coffee left me a bit nauseous. But I'm going to have another anyway.
75 miles of driving, three round trips, and lots and LOTS of boxes.
We got the last bed assembled at 23:30 last night. And I tell you what: pushing all those beds up two flights of stairs got old long before the task was done. Of course, the furniture won't be delivered to the new place until tomorrow, so we've no place to sit except the hearth. By midnight, even that stone ledge felt better than standing around the kitchen.
And boy, did that bed feel good by the time we were able to unwind and fall into it, at 00:30.
So, the after-action report? No traffic noise, no barking downs, no loud neighbors. Just chirping birds right before the alarm went off at 04:30.
This morning, I hurt in places I'd forgotten I had. I'm tired enough that the first two cups of coffee left me a bit nauseous. But I'm going to have another anyway.
11 May 2016
Feeling It Already
We took the first loads of 'stuff' to the new house yesterday, and unloaded three large SUVs full of boxes with which we had played Tetris in order to maximize cargo space.
After unloading the trucks, and running those stairs a few too many times, we went back to the Anchorage location and refilled the trucks. Today's load is heavy. My V6 is wishing it had a couple extra cylinders. :)
The painters will be at the new house today, changing the palette in both daughters' bedrooms and the family room. Meanwhile, we're staging nearly everything in the garage. It seems the landlord at the Anchorage end has new renters champing at the bit to get into the place we fixed up so nicely, a couple years ago.
So we'll attempt to be out by the end of the day on Friday. We originally thought we'd have until Sunday, but the shorter time is voluntary. If we don't get done, we don't get done; not a big deal.
But today we're taking the beds along, and are planning our first night in our home.
So we'll unload the mattresses and box springs, the three SUVs again, and then head back into Anchorage to reload. Again.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
Yes, I know it's not a unique experience. So why am I making such a big deal about it? Because we've never owned a house before.
Some may be surprised by that admission, but there it is. We've been transients, and rarely stayed anyplace for more than a few years. In 36 years of marriage, we've moved nearly two dozen times. Much of that was in the early years, and we've been in our current digs for nearly 13 years ... but it wasn't in God's timing for us to buy, until now.
So we're first-time home buyers, and it just happens to be this beautiful Alaskan home in the Chugach Mountains.
We are truly blessed.
After unloading the trucks, and running those stairs a few too many times, we went back to the Anchorage location and refilled the trucks. Today's load is heavy. My V6 is wishing it had a couple extra cylinders. :)
The painters will be at the new house today, changing the palette in both daughters' bedrooms and the family room. Meanwhile, we're staging nearly everything in the garage. It seems the landlord at the Anchorage end has new renters champing at the bit to get into the place we fixed up so nicely, a couple years ago.
So we'll attempt to be out by the end of the day on Friday. We originally thought we'd have until Sunday, but the shorter time is voluntary. If we don't get done, we don't get done; not a big deal.
But today we're taking the beds along, and are planning our first night in our home.
So we'll unload the mattresses and box springs, the three SUVs again, and then head back into Anchorage to reload. Again.
Lather, rinse, repeat.
Yes, I know it's not a unique experience. So why am I making such a big deal about it? Because we've never owned a house before.
Some may be surprised by that admission, but there it is. We've been transients, and rarely stayed anyplace for more than a few years. In 36 years of marriage, we've moved nearly two dozen times. Much of that was in the early years, and we've been in our current digs for nearly 13 years ... but it wasn't in God's timing for us to buy, until now.
So we're first-time home buyers, and it just happens to be this beautiful Alaskan home in the Chugach Mountains.
We are truly blessed.
09 May 2016
It's Ours
The closing documents took only 25 minutes. Deed will be recorded first thing tomorrow, and then the moving begins. 😊
07 May 2016
Frenetic
1. frantic; frenzied.
We're heading out to the new house for the final walk-through this morning, with a longer-than-normal shopping list afterward.
Ordering some things to be delivered after we get the keys, and buying others. Putting a couple of items on lay-away for about two weeks, until the unpacking is done. Then we'll arrange for delivery.
Also need to wash the truck, as it looks like the northern birch trees dropped 90% of their seeds overnight, and refill the gas tank. That's one task that's going to be happening a bit more often, now that we've moving out of town. Not very far out, granted, but still about 11 miles farther each way (for me) than now.
Most of that's on the highway, though, so there will be some grace due to higher mpg achieved due to that.
Positive notes in all this: by waiting until the coming week to close, the first mortgage payment won't be due until July 1. And with the security deposit refunds on the houses we've rented all these years, and getting half of the earnest back at closing, we won't have to make any out-of-pocket payments until Sept. 1.
So basically we get to move in May, and have most of the summer free from major expenses while we outfit the new place with the toys we need: gas-powered snowthrower to replace the smaller, electric unit we have now; a leaf-blower; and a new, larger BBQ grill.
So we'll close on Monday, and get the keys (and a hefty refund) on Tuesday.
And money left over. God is good!
Ordering some things to be delivered after we get the keys, and buying others. Putting a couple of items on lay-away for about two weeks, until the unpacking is done. Then we'll arrange for delivery.
Also need to wash the truck, as it looks like the northern birch trees dropped 90% of their seeds overnight, and refill the gas tank. That's one task that's going to be happening a bit more often, now that we've moving out of town. Not very far out, granted, but still about 11 miles farther each way (for me) than now.
Most of that's on the highway, though, so there will be some grace due to higher mpg achieved due to that.
Positive notes in all this: by waiting until the coming week to close, the first mortgage payment won't be due until July 1. And with the security deposit refunds on the houses we've rented all these years, and getting half of the earnest back at closing, we won't have to make any out-of-pocket payments until Sept. 1.
So basically we get to move in May, and have most of the summer free from major expenses while we outfit the new place with the toys we need: gas-powered snowthrower to replace the smaller, electric unit we have now; a leaf-blower; and a new, larger BBQ grill.
So we'll close on Monday, and get the keys (and a hefty refund) on Tuesday.
And money left over. God is good!
05 May 2016
One Step Closer
Yesterday, I was able to sell a few pieces of now-unneeded furniture. Today, another piece will go out the door.
Change-of-address orders have been submitted for our place, and for our daughters'. We'll still all have to visit the DMV soon, to update the address and get new licenses. Yay.
The new electric company, bless their darling hearts and empty heads, has an on-line application ... or so they said. Turns out what they have is a downloadable application. It must still be taken to their office where submission is face-to-face only.
And they want a check. How quaint. Does anyone even write checks anymore? Oh, well, turns out we had two blank checks left, so I'll dust them off and drive to the new town (a 15-mile jaunt from work) to file the application. Then 25 miles home again.
But - despite how that sounds - I'm not complaining; not really. We're so happy to be getting on with this, that the drive isn't a problem. What I'm fussing about is the time crunch is to get back to the current place in time to disconnect the electronics in the fireplace/mantel thingy, in order to accommodate the purchaser who's to be there at 4:00.
It'll be okay. Take a deep breath, Paul, and just keep moving. :)
Change-of-address orders have been submitted for our place, and for our daughters'. We'll still all have to visit the DMV soon, to update the address and get new licenses. Yay.
The new electric company, bless their darling hearts and empty heads, has an on-line application ... or so they said. Turns out what they have is a downloadable application. It must still be taken to their office where submission is face-to-face only.
And they want a check. How quaint. Does anyone even write checks anymore? Oh, well, turns out we had two blank checks left, so I'll dust them off and drive to the new town (a 15-mile jaunt from work) to file the application. Then 25 miles home again.
But - despite how that sounds - I'm not complaining; not really. We're so happy to be getting on with this, that the drive isn't a problem. What I'm fussing about is the time crunch is to get back to the current place in time to disconnect the electronics in the fireplace/mantel thingy, in order to accommodate the purchaser who's to be there at 4:00.
It'll be okay. Take a deep breath, Paul, and just keep moving. :)
01 May 2016
Let The Game Begin
We're scheduled to close on the new house next Monday, so things are getting real, now. My wife and I spend a few hours this morning going through the remaining unpacked stuff in the garage. Everything there is now ready to be loaded and shipped up the road.
The only parts of the current abode not ready to go are our clothes closets, the office furniture and the kitchen. By the coming weekend, we'll have a few days' worth of clothes in a couple of suitcases, and just enough food to eat for a few days.
Utilities have been transferred, forwarding address is being sent to those who need it, and the movers will be here at 9 a.m. Friday, May 13.
Nearly all our attention is on this process right now, so my scrolling around other blogs may (or may not) be limited. I haven't been back to work yet, so don't know for sure what may be awaiting me there.
Do I have to go back? Oh, never mind.
Anyway, we've been out today looking at new BBQ grills, some furniture for the covered deck, and lighting for the master bedroom. Despite the lingering degree of travel fatigue (not much, but definitely there), the looking is fun, because we'll be purchasing those things in the next two to three weeks.
Meanwhile, I'm going to sprinkle in pics from our recent travels, just because. Hope you enjoy!
The only parts of the current abode not ready to go are our clothes closets, the office furniture and the kitchen. By the coming weekend, we'll have a few days' worth of clothes in a couple of suitcases, and just enough food to eat for a few days.
Utilities have been transferred, forwarding address is being sent to those who need it, and the movers will be here at 9 a.m. Friday, May 13.
Nearly all our attention is on this process right now, so my scrolling around other blogs may (or may not) be limited. I haven't been back to work yet, so don't know for sure what may be awaiting me there.
Do I have to go back? Oh, never mind.
Anyway, we've been out today looking at new BBQ grills, some furniture for the covered deck, and lighting for the master bedroom. Despite the lingering degree of travel fatigue (not much, but definitely there), the looking is fun, because we'll be purchasing those things in the next two to three weeks.
Meanwhile, I'm going to sprinkle in pics from our recent travels, just because. Hope you enjoy!
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