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Nov. 14th, 2009 09:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sethrakDecluttering the bedroom proceeds apace. I found, buried under heaps of heaplike objects, three empty boxes from Amazon.com, addressed to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
davner, and too small for any use as storage; a largish half-empty box of t-shirts shipped from Kuwait so Dav wouldn't have to lug excess luggage home, which had been crushed by heavier objects atop it so that the structural integrity had ceased pining for the fjords and just booked a flight for Oslo; and a wide assortment of small misplaced articles.
The articles have been dispersed to their proper homes. The clothing's in the hamper, lest it still harbor camel spider eggs or something. And the boxes will be gone in the morning, along with a broken floor lamp.
I'd get cracking on my dresser, or the first baby steps of the closet re-organizing.... Except that part of the water damage caused by Ida's remnants and the Nor'easter is the renewal of a slow seeping leak in and around our bedroom window from the roof. To get the interior part of the damage taken care of, Maintenance needs room to maneuver - and right now there's a king-size bed and two giant trunks of emergency supplies wedged along that wall. The perpendicular wall, in addition to our headboard, has the nightstand and my dresser wedged into place. No wriggle room at all.
This will require moving furniture. Mwa-ha-ha.... >:D
(If you read this on a brief stop at your parents' house to rest and re-arm, relax, honey. I'm going to move stuff in stages - and I am entirely too intelligent to try moving the entire bed, mattress box springs and all, by myself. I'll take the mattress and box springs off the frame first.
Stop looking at me like that. I'm not the fragile 105 lb. waif I was when you met me.)
((And if the reference to pining for the fjords confuses you, look up "Dead Parrot Sketch" on youTube - and don't bitch about it being "too British"! ::amused poke:: ))
The bedroom looks much better already - and I haven't even tackled the ziggurat of clothing ondavner's dresser. Or my personal heap of books and stored baby clothes... Or, er, the largish heap of paperwork and sentimental items under the bed.... ::cough:: That stuff's just getting shuffled to the right, under the bed's new location, until Maintenance finishes their repairs.
davner, and too small for any use as storage; a largish half-empty box of t-shirts shipped from Kuwait so Dav wouldn't have to lug excess luggage home, which had been crushed by heavier objects atop it so that the structural integrity had ceased pining for the fjords and just booked a flight for Oslo; and a wide assortment of small misplaced articles. The articles have been dispersed to their proper homes. The clothing's in the hamper, lest it still harbor camel spider eggs or something. And the boxes will be gone in the morning, along with a broken floor lamp.
I'd get cracking on my dresser, or the first baby steps of the closet re-organizing.... Except that part of the water damage caused by Ida's remnants and the Nor'easter is the renewal of a slow seeping leak in and around our bedroom window from the roof. To get the interior part of the damage taken care of, Maintenance needs room to maneuver - and right now there's a king-size bed and two giant trunks of emergency supplies wedged along that wall. The perpendicular wall, in addition to our headboard, has the nightstand and my dresser wedged into place. No wriggle room at all.
This will require moving furniture. Mwa-ha-ha.... >:D
(If you read this on a brief stop at your parents' house to rest and re-arm, relax, honey. I'm going to move stuff in stages - and I am entirely too intelligent to try moving the entire bed, mattress box springs and all, by myself. I'll take the mattress and box springs off the frame first.
Stop looking at me like that. I'm not the fragile 105 lb. waif I was when you met me.)
((And if the reference to pining for the fjords confuses you, look up "Dead Parrot Sketch" on youTube - and don't bitch about it being "too British"! ::amused poke:: ))
The bedroom looks much better already - and I haven't even tackled the ziggurat of clothing on
davner's dresser. Or my personal heap of books and stored baby clothes... Or, er, the largish heap of paperwork and sentimental items under the bed.... ::cough:: That stuff's just getting shuffled to the right, under the bed's new location, until Maintenance finishes their repairs.
