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Aug. 20th, 2019 09:53 pmSlowly, slowly, the yak becomes shaved1
Today I moved the very last item from the old house to the new. It was a bicycle, the third I've ridden between the two places. As far as I'm concerned, I own nothing at DanzaHause anymore. Farewell!
Now I exist fully in Boxhell, which is definitely the hot new Massachusetts neighborhood that all the hip millennials want to move to. It's...I mean, it's definitely Getting Better. I've emptied at least three boxen tonight, for instance! I've hung up more clothing and rearranged the closets and put the electronics and hard drives into my desk and and and!
But as alluded to at the beginning of the post, I'm definitely still in the part of the move where every action seems to be the first of a precarious string of dominos. I want to empty my last kitchen box? Great, but first I need to clean the cabinets, which means I need to move the hastily shoved-in food to the pantry proper which means it needs organizing which means...
I'm trying very hard to find shortcuts, to find "good enoughs", to start up a list of ways that I can improve things in the future, bit by bit. My dresser, for instance, is an Ikea Expedit with a bunch of milk crates as drawers. Except most of my milk crates are still filled with books. That's okay, I can pile clothing haphazardly into the empty spots, right? Right??
And it's all made extra hard by the stuff that doesn't quite go. I have a lovely huge filing cabinet, and I should be able to get all my files and papers into it! But...what about the literal two full boxen of unsorted and unfiled papers? They...do not necessarily go in the filing cabinet. But that's a project for another day.
And of course, starting tomorrow midday, I'm going to be quite busy at NAGCRcon! This is the AGM for the North American Guild of Change Ringers (I appreciate that, unlike the arr-ess-sea-dee-ess, we can just shorten it to "nag") and it's being hosted in Boston this week upcoming. I am still half-debating throwing together some kind of Nine Tailors cosplay, but it will probably be too warm to *actually* dress as Lord Wimsey and I'm not sure anyone would appreciate it except Lauradi and Choco_Frosh.
...hold on, where's my copy of The Nine Tailors, anyways? Did I loan it to Bee2? Or is it just in a milk crate and I don't remember specifically packing it because you can just grab fistfuls of paperbacks if you're good enough.
Hoshite, I really have to figure out where my CDs got packed like *post* haste. Because I am not driving a minivan all over creation without music to listen to. Ah, sweet incentives.
OKAY ANYWAYS! Life in the new house is settling, and I am pleased by the ways that is happening. Ezri likes cooking and I like cleaning dishes, so we've worked that out pretty damn quick. Tonight we rearranged the living room a bit, which gives us a new feel for the space. And it literally *just* struck me that Ez doesn't plan to use the drawers under the liquor-and-LEGO cabinet, which means I may have just solved the frustrating problem of "where the bite do I put all my random craft supplies".
I hope you are also well, my friends. Don't forget that there will be celebratory birthday ice cream on Saturday the 31st, in Davis Square. It will be Good Times.
~Sor
MOOP!
1: "Yak-shaving" is one of my favourite weird fandom terms. It refers to the situation in which you want to do a task, but to complete it you must stop in the middle and do a different task and to complete that you must stop in the middle and do a third task and to complete that...and three hours later you're busy shaving a yak and the first task is not even close to done.
Figuring out ways to partially complete tasks without doing the entire intermediary chain is a Good Skill To Develop. (Perfect is the enemy of good)
2: in the course of writing this post, I did receive confirmation that yes, I loaned it to Bee.
Today I moved the very last item from the old house to the new. It was a bicycle, the third I've ridden between the two places. As far as I'm concerned, I own nothing at DanzaHause anymore. Farewell!
Now I exist fully in Boxhell, which is definitely the hot new Massachusetts neighborhood that all the hip millennials want to move to. It's...I mean, it's definitely Getting Better. I've emptied at least three boxen tonight, for instance! I've hung up more clothing and rearranged the closets and put the electronics and hard drives into my desk and and and!
But as alluded to at the beginning of the post, I'm definitely still in the part of the move where every action seems to be the first of a precarious string of dominos. I want to empty my last kitchen box? Great, but first I need to clean the cabinets, which means I need to move the hastily shoved-in food to the pantry proper which means it needs organizing which means...
I'm trying very hard to find shortcuts, to find "good enoughs", to start up a list of ways that I can improve things in the future, bit by bit. My dresser, for instance, is an Ikea Expedit with a bunch of milk crates as drawers. Except most of my milk crates are still filled with books. That's okay, I can pile clothing haphazardly into the empty spots, right? Right??
And it's all made extra hard by the stuff that doesn't quite go. I have a lovely huge filing cabinet, and I should be able to get all my files and papers into it! But...what about the literal two full boxen of unsorted and unfiled papers? They...do not necessarily go in the filing cabinet. But that's a project for another day.
And of course, starting tomorrow midday, I'm going to be quite busy at NAGCRcon! This is the AGM for the North American Guild of Change Ringers (I appreciate that, unlike the arr-ess-sea-dee-ess, we can just shorten it to "nag") and it's being hosted in Boston this week upcoming. I am still half-debating throwing together some kind of Nine Tailors cosplay, but it will probably be too warm to *actually* dress as Lord Wimsey and I'm not sure anyone would appreciate it except Lauradi and Choco_Frosh.
...hold on, where's my copy of The Nine Tailors, anyways? Did I loan it to Bee2? Or is it just in a milk crate and I don't remember specifically packing it because you can just grab fistfuls of paperbacks if you're good enough.
Hoshite, I really have to figure out where my CDs got packed like *post* haste. Because I am not driving a minivan all over creation without music to listen to. Ah, sweet incentives.
OKAY ANYWAYS! Life in the new house is settling, and I am pleased by the ways that is happening. Ezri likes cooking and I like cleaning dishes, so we've worked that out pretty damn quick. Tonight we rearranged the living room a bit, which gives us a new feel for the space. And it literally *just* struck me that Ez doesn't plan to use the drawers under the liquor-and-LEGO cabinet, which means I may have just solved the frustrating problem of "where the bite do I put all my random craft supplies".
I hope you are also well, my friends. Don't forget that there will be celebratory birthday ice cream on Saturday the 31st, in Davis Square. It will be Good Times.
~Sor
MOOP!
1: "Yak-shaving" is one of my favourite weird fandom terms. It refers to the situation in which you want to do a task, but to complete it you must stop in the middle and do a different task and to complete that you must stop in the middle and do a third task and to complete that...and three hours later you're busy shaving a yak and the first task is not even close to done.
Figuring out ways to partially complete tasks without doing the entire intermediary chain is a Good Skill To Develop. (Perfect is the enemy of good)
2: in the course of writing this post, I did receive confirmation that yes, I loaned it to Bee.