Showing posts with label Packing to move. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Packing to move. Show all posts

Monday, May 19, 2014

Boxes, Boxes Everywhere!

I am very pleased to announce that the packing of my home is almost 90% complete. I have boxes stacked in the sewing room to the ceiling and three courses deep. I was forced to begin stacking them in the living room as well. I still need to tackle the garage, but it was 107 here this weekend and I said, "To hell with that." So, hopefully, I will be able to get to it tomorrow night when it is cooler. Cooler being relative since it is expected to be in the mid 90's, but that is still better than triple digits.

The garage is really not that bad. I need only to stack all the containers I have on shelves on top of one another and disassemble the shelves themselves. I need to organize my workbench and look over my tools. Other than that, the garage is pretty simple. It looks cluttered because there is a refrigerator, stove, bathtub, dresser, and patio furniture in there. I have to keep reminding myself of that. Every time I walk through the garage I have a mini heart attack. I don't do chaos well.

Monday, February 24, 2014

Update on Progress

Feed Sack Totes: A Great Way to Recycle
This past weekend had it share of ups and downs. First for the down: My radiator blew. It was sort of my fault and sort of not. We noticed the clip for the fan (the fan is electric) was broken when we were replacing the water pump. We should have taped it to ensure its connection, but we didn't. Anyway, I was waiting for someone so we could leave for a weekend trip. While waiting, I left the car idling. Evidently the fan had disconnected and the car overheated. The next thing you know, steam was pouring out from under my hood. $145 later, I have a new radiator installed and need to purchase a new front grill. Yes, my luck was doubly bad when the hood release failed. In order to get the latch open, we had to bust in through the front grill. Replacing that part should be another $100. Meanwhile, my Jeep has a big, black smile.