WELL, THAT WAS FUN - PART II

Thursday, July 20, 2006

We did move on the 15th -- hottest day of the year and unseasonably warm for San Diego at 89 degrees -- to a home with NO AIR CONDITIONING. Bleh.

The apartment was all ready to go, and then the 2 PODs showed up:

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  And several days of movers and car trips later, we were IN. Of course, it did look like this for a good long period:
  
  But then my mom and stepdad promptly showed up and we unpacked with brute force. Honestly I am not sure exactly when certain things actually happened... in part because we were unpacking in 90 degree heat and in part because it was such a concentrated period... but oddly enough, about a week later and through a blur of activity, it looks like we actually do live there, instead of just store things there. And somehow we managed to take the kids to camp and I went to work. We survived and then some. Though the washing machine is making an Odd Whirring Noise it never made before. A small price to pay.
  
  Of course, we are going through some interesting phenomena that I would imagine most people go through when they first move into a place:
  
  
• I know it's here somewhere. The feeling you unpacked something and put it away, but now it's nowhere to be found.
• Why haven't I seen ____? The feeling that you had to have packed an item, but it's not coming out of any of the boxes.
• I'm up when I should be down. The thing that you want is on a completely different floor.
• But this is where we had it before. Desperate feeling that your things don't quite fit in the house.
• What in tarnation is THIS? Thing you find that somehow, even though it has been packed and unpacked 3 times in the past 6 months, you still cannot identify it. These are potentially hardware belonging to furniture that will fall over without it.
• Wow this is dirty. Realization that you have packed dirt from the old house and are unpacking it at this one.

There were definitely feelings of squalor... we had no food for the first couple days and no time to go to the grocery. But finally, we feel like we are somewhere permanent. The kids went to bed that first night with big smiles on their faces. That was a pretty good feeling.