Friday, June 08, 2007

Friday, warm and foggy

Sun was bright at daybreak, but mist and fog rolled in from the water, and left us covered all day. The moving guy phoned to say they are on their way, will probably be Sunday when they deliver the furniture. Took most of the day off work--and then spent it trying to get cash or postal/money orders to pay the movers (they don't take other forms of payment for the delivery final payment). Found out that while you can buy postal orders from any Post Office with your ATM card, the amount you can buy is limited to the daily spending limit on your card. So if you've been shopping in past twenty-four hours, it reduces the amount of postal order you can buy. I bought what I could but was going to have to go back at two minutes before closing time tomorrow--twenty-four hours later--to buy the remainder. Can't withdraw enough cash from ATM machine because daily limit doesn't allow it... then had a brainwave. Took my United credit card to a Chase bank in next town, and they fixed everything. Now I can bail out my furniture... though knowing how many boxes I packed, I'm tempted not to. Am enjoying life without clutter. But a real bed would be nice. And a desk to work at. And a book or two... OK, bring on the boxes...

There is a skip (dumpster to Americans) in the front yard now, I rented it for a week: spent several happy hours this evening demolishing stuff in the garage. The bettle-eaten panelling: GONE. The empty cabinet next to washer: GONE. The big white melamine cupboard? GONE. And the carpet from inside the hall closet: GONE. The garage looks much bigger and brighter, and the floor is surprisingly clean and dry (that makes me happy).

Waiting for bids on the move-the-staircase job. Two contractors have seen the job so far: a third will come and see tomorrow. And a staircase-maker will be here Monday (he'll work in tandem with the first guy). Interesting to hear everyone's different opinions on how the house was originally designed. And on some of the DIY that the house has suffered.

I promise to look after you, house. You deserve some caring. Just keep us warm and dry.

1 comment:

Paradox said...

How are you feeling about all of the boxes now?
xxx