Moving is multidimensional and has stages, evidently. In some rooms it’s time to start hanging things and thinking about color; in others I haven’t even found the light switches.
The Stages of Moving
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Wrinkle-Free?
This actually happened, and I actually said that. I wasn’t mean or anything, but I did go into the store, Lowes, with the exact model numbers that I had obtained from Consumer Reports. I ordered the other, less expensive set…the set that comes with wrinkles. Lowes delivered it and installed it; and they’re both working fine. I can live with wrinkles.
(Prices may vary depending on location. Batteries not included.)
Ineffable
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Your Call Is Important…
Update on this 02/26/2014 post, thanks to my wife, Annyth, who generously shared with me this sobering and infuriating June 29, 2025 piece from The Atlantic, click here for the gift article. It outlines how “Endless wait times and excessive procedural fuss” is “all part of a tactic called ‘sludge.’” The author, Chris Colin writes, “There was a time when the happiness of existing customers was a sacred metric. CEOs saw the long arc of loyalty as essential to a company’s success. That arc has snapped.” Colin continues, “One of sludge’s most insidious effects is our ever-diminishing trust in institutions…Once that skepticism sets in, it’s not hard for someone like Elon Musk to gut the government under the guise of efficiency (My emphasis).”
As it is with all those unattended checkout lanes that were initially installed at grocery stores and the like, a previous topic here at portfoliolongo.com, so it is, I’m guessing, with most call centers.
New iPad
Yea, new iPad, huge memory, retina display, updated software, and so forth. Where do I begin?
Probably should go back to unpacking.
Bundlin’
Today’s the day we get hooked up. We went with complete bundling: cable TV, Internet, gas, electric, dark beer, and margaritas…oh, and they threw in nitrous oxide for laughs!
Moving Parts
Why the packers took some things apart and not others is the main question that I’ve pondered in the last couple of days. Then, there are the questions related to the so-called hardware box, the small, open-faced, improperly sealed cardboard box intended to carry all of the shelf supports, nuts, bolts, etc, and how it was cleverly held together to some degree on the bottom by the ingenious four-flap-fold’n-tuck technique. This “box” held all the parts that it could; unfortunately, some of those parts were lost in transit. Consequently, re-assembling the pieces that were unnecessarily dis-assembled in the first place – fully embracing the randomness here – has required a unique blend of technical and cultural competences and has granted me another blessed opportunity to look at myself in a whole new way.
Hot Tubbin’
Spending the night with my Sweetie-pie at the luxurious McBride Guest House to get away from the unexpected hot water heater problems that surfaced at our place in town. Did somebody say hot water? How ’bout hot tub after a couple of cold, McBride home brews? What a treat? Per omnia secula seculorum, baby!
Unpacking the Mislabeled Box
They’re all either mislabeled or underlabeled because that’s how they’re packed.
It has come to my attention that perhaps the packers were influenced by the the Morton salt girl (see history):
Moved 101
It’s one thing to see your life flash before your eyes; like when you’re driving through high winds on black ice way up in the mountains in a rear-wheel-drive cargo van with baloney-skin tires in winter. That’s traumatic enough; but, when you see all of your stuff coming out of a huge moving van, piece by piece, box by box, a steady stream of things directly and indirectly related to you with varying degrees of usefulness, but all relatively sentimental…when you see this, the trauma is there but it’s subtle.Why? Because you’re too busy wondering how in the world you’re ever going to unpack and find a place for everything!
