Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Waxing Moon
Uranus Retrograde
Neptune Retrograde
Jupiter Retrograde
Venus Retrograde
Still dark out — I think it’s raining

Yesterday afternoon and evening was all about the packing. Storage is in good shape — let’s face it, the unit is 20 x 11 x 8 and packed to the gills, mostly with boxes. But at least they can handle them. Spent the evening working on the bedroom, finishing up the annoying bits, preparing for the air conditioner to be removed today, etc.

Today, I just have to methodically move through the apartment with boxes and toss stuff that’s floating around into said boxes. Unfortunately, there’s a lot of damn, oddly-shaped stuff still floating around. It will get done.

The CDs are cleaned and packed — two file boxes’ worth. I found a bunch of stuff I forgot I had, which is always nice. That will be fun when I set up the CD player in the house.

I have to finish up some paperwork before taking the router and the cablebox back to Cablevision. Furious that they sent me a bill for a full additional month, when I’m only extending two days from the last billing cycle. They can bite me. I’m paying for the additional days and that’s it. They screw up my work, they lie, they can’t be bothered to pick up their own equipment, they decreased service because I complained about them, they’ve made it clear they have no interest in making things right, and now they charge me for a full month? GO TO HELL. And the fraud division of the AG’s office.

Anyway, after about 10 AM or so, I will be off line probably until Monday the 22nd. Everything’s supposed to get hooked up on Saturday afternoon, but we’ll see. I’ll post a little something-something scheduled for tomorrow, but other than that, I doubt I’ll post again until Monday. Unless something awful happens and I run into a library or a coffee shop to post.

I’m also getting my hair cut today — risky when Venus is still retrograde, and a waxing moon means it will grow fast, but I don’t yet know where to go up there, it’s down past my collar bone, and too much to deal with. I want it all chopped off again. The last time I got my hair cut was before I left for Prague last September.

I probably have to get a few more boxes; I have to stock up the water for the movers. Tomorrow morning, we pack the bedding and the cat stuff, and then clean as rooms are cleared out. My mom will finish cleaning the apartment while I go over to storage with the movers, and let the cats out of their crates for awhile — in the empty apartment, which will freak them out. Then we have to catch them — fortunately, there won’t be anyplace left for them to hide — crate them again, and off we go. My mom thinks we can be out of here by 4 PM. I think 6 PM is more realistic. It’s a huge move — a small, overstuffed apartment on a third floor and a large, overstuffed storage unit — with two trucks and five guys. It’s definitely an eight hour loading day.

I also have to make sure I have all the tip money handy, the contracts and correspondence printed out in case there are any questions, etc.

Today will be a long day. So will tomorrow.

They’re supposed to deliver on Friday, in the early afternoon, so by Friday night, we should be able to open a bottle of wine and relax – on furniture!

Saturday morning, I want to hire one of the those steam carpet cleaner thingys and clean the rugs. And rake. In the afternoon, the Comcast guy is coming to get us all set up. I’ll probably rake some more.

Sunday, I have to buy a big trash bin for the garage. We don’t have trash pick-up. We take things to the dump — ahem, “transfer station” — which is about a mile away. I’m still trying to figure out how to get 50 30-gallon leaf bags into a VW rabbit without getting leaves everywhere.

Lori, i may just cancel the Sleepy’s order. Monday, it will be three weeks since the whole mess started, and that is unacceptable.

Stories and characters are crowding in my head, and everyone just has to SHUT UP for a few more days until we get moved. Then, I can settle back into writing in the morning and unpacking the rest of the day.

I promise, after Thanksgiving, to catch up on all the blogs. I’ve been lagging behind. But I will catch up, and I’ll visit all those lovely people who’ve been lurking and stepped forward to say hello and offer encouragement. I appreciate it.

I’ll have more photos soon, too.

Onward and Cape-ward.

One more day.

It will be tomorrow in X hours, no matter how much I get done or don’t get done. So I better hustle.

Devon