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):
Unpacking the Mislabeled Box
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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!
Almost Heavenly Transition
It’s mid-afternoon, sunny, and 66 degrees on this, the day before the moving van arrives with our stuff and one of our 2 vehicles. We’ve been staying at a VRBO on the outskirts of Merced that has been such a comfortable, beautiful, and practical alternative, and will probably continue to be so indefinitely, at least until I get our place in town up and running. I’ll have more to say about this VRBO and the cool folks who run it in due time. In the meantime I’ll simply mention a few key characteristics: hot tub, pool, home brewer, 2 dogs, beautiful patio, and above all, those cool, interesting, conversant folks who run this VRBO, with this kind of a view:
Going Off the Air for a Few Days
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Pack Day and the Tub
They will wrap you up and pack you away, if you stay in one room too long while they’re here! That’s how that goes. So I stashed away some things here and there. One spot: the tub. Thanks Ann…for the suggestion.
Cowboy’s Snow Face
Cowboy’s moving too, of course. He’s our 8-yr. old Belgian Tervuren. Nice guy; give you the shirt off his back. This afternoon’s snow caught him by surprise. He thought he was merely going out for his early evening constitutional, but the snow changed everything, even the way he looked. Who needs a drawing! Check it out his 4-second video:
Heaviest Duty Washer and Dryer
Size matters; let’s face it. I walked into a laundromat with two large laundry bags, not much time, and even less experience with those huge, special-project machines. Moving is a good time to wash the comforter, the duvet, and some fancy pillowcases. I must have had that certain look on my face, complete disorientation, because within minutes I was oriented by a messenger of the laundry gods, and the entire load was being washed in one coin-operated, heavy-duty washing machine followed likewise by a dryer that, if I had left the door open for the 34 minutes it took, would have raised the temperature in Polk County by 34 degrees!
Fly Over
Three days before they come to pack up our stuff, four days before they load almost everything, five days before Cowboy, Don Cyrus, and I begin the westward trek in a cargo van mainly for our certified household plants, but also some artwork, and a few muffulettas to munch on…and counting!
While I had my step ladder out late yesterday afternoon, I couldn’t resist climbing up as high as I could, higher than I’ve ever been before; and to my surprise I could see where all the planes were going. Also saw Ann in a hot tub with a glass of wine.
Winding Down with the Parranderos Latin Combo (PLC)
My last Friday night here in Des Moines, IA was positively electrified by the Parranderos Latin Combo (PLC) at Vaudeville Mews. Just last December at the Moberg Gallery I saw them perform – and even “illustrablogged” on it! These guys are going places, literally, check this out!!! Something tells me I’ll be seeing Fernando Aveiga and the PLC in the future.
Weighing In
Here’s a possible partnership…
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