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Jul. 30th, 2013 09:59 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
impyI'm going to have to go wake Mums up soon. Don't forget, self. Anyway, I think it's time for a Moving Update because surely you're not bored enough this fine morning, right?
Yesterday was the day Mums spent on the phone while I destroyed what's left of my room. (Seriously, at this point I would gladly throw just about everything that isn't packed into a bag or twelve and just say to hell with it. After yesterday it wouldn't even be that many bags!)
I even bring pictures to illustrate my work, sorta.
This is essentially my bookcase BEFORE:
Only... not. The top shelf there was all mini Pullips and little dolls/figurines and the second to bottom shelf was all MyScene dolls. The little bookcase was all MH on the top shelf and the DVDs were behind another layer of MH. It was somehow both neater than this picture and messier. I'm not really sure how that is possible but there you go.
Also not pictured was the top which was three or four oddly shaped boxes deep of letters and stuff.
That's last night, sometime after I made my bed, took a shower, and collapsed. The boxes on the top of the bookcase are either empty and awaiting a use or are my "letters and stuff, box #22 of possibly 400" type. The top shelf has Alice, Princi, and Oren who are all going to be traveling to the new place in the Barbie bag you can see on the next shelf. It already houses my Rapunzel Disney store doll,![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
zallia's super belated birthday doll so there's no chance of her getting lost, MyScene Delancey and Lindsay Lohan, and Lagoona the First will be hopping in on move in day. As will Ted and Edward and a few other things. This bag is frickin' huge.
Everything else is either boxed (my cherished Teddies are in some of the boxes you can see on the bottom two shelves) or will be or is too big/weirdly shaped for a box. Mostly the room is like this. Almost but not quite finished. The little bookcase moved so I could get to the big bookcase, and it's empty aside from the stuff on top. Victory!
Can't recall if I shared this?
That was a couple of weeks ago. My cubes are now on top of the hope chest but just about everything else is either packed or awaiting a final once over before being taped up and packed. The walls are bare aside from the corkboard still being up.
Just looking at those exhaust me.
Now we circle back to Mums. A few weeks ago she called to see if the house we're moving into was part of Knology/WOW's service area. Some of the other places we looked at weren't and we both like Kno-Wow more than Comcast. She was told yes after someone looked it up. We rejoiced and went about our day, sure this was a sign that this place would be fab. (Maybe just me thinking that?)
FF to yesterday when Mom is on hold for 45 minutes before someone gets on the line to tell her that they do not, nor have they ever, nor are they likely to ever, service that street.
Uh, what the what now?
And so it went for another hour. Mom kept getting put on hold only to have someone pipe in five or ten minutes later that she was being transfered (what was she doing before when she was told she was being transfered?) and Mums had a mini meltdown and I was pissed for obvious reasons...
And one more.
See, I'm not really sure how Comcast is these days. Everyone I know has Kno-Wow because either it's what they had to get or they listened to my "I love them!" squees. But since the WOW changeover started, the service has slipped more than a few notches. (Which actually is saying something since in the 9 years I've had the service, E! has never had sound on my downstairs TV. Even after we switched televisions.) But the last two years especially, I have stayed with them.
Why?
Because if you call my phone number and no one picks up, you will get our voice mail. And the person who left the message? Dad. Widget erased the one on the cell phone, but... the one on the home phone is still Dad.
So fuck you very much, Knology/WOW. You lied and it's going to cost me the ability to hear my father's voice whenever I call home.
Fuck you and fuck you again.
Anyway, onto other things so as not to end on a complete bummer. Yesterday I got a call from our lovely real estate lady, who will need a better signifier. Landlord, sorta? I dunno. She was calling to let me/us know that the carpets were being cleaned on Wednesday and Thursday afternoon we'll meet to get the keys and... stuff? I dunno, I'm new at this, remember? If we wanted, we could meet earlier but she'd also scheduled a cleaning crew Just In Case it was needed.
So I'm excited about that. We can start to move in Thursday! And now the panic can begin anew.
Thanks to the wonders of Skype and cellphones and god knows what else, I have copied the message and saved it. Still, fuck you.
Yesterday was the day Mums spent on the phone while I destroyed what's left of my room. (Seriously, at this point I would gladly throw just about everything that isn't packed into a bag or twelve and just say to hell with it. After yesterday it wouldn't even be that many bags!)
I even bring pictures to illustrate my work, sorta.
This is essentially my bookcase BEFORE:
Only... not. The top shelf there was all mini Pullips and little dolls/figurines and the second to bottom shelf was all MyScene dolls. The little bookcase was all MH on the top shelf and the DVDs were behind another layer of MH. It was somehow both neater than this picture and messier. I'm not really sure how that is possible but there you go.
Also not pictured was the top which was three or four oddly shaped boxes deep of letters and stuff.
That's last night, sometime after I made my bed, took a shower, and collapsed. The boxes on the top of the bookcase are either empty and awaiting a use or are my "letters and stuff, box #22 of possibly 400" type. The top shelf has Alice, Princi, and Oren who are all going to be traveling to the new place in the Barbie bag you can see on the next shelf. It already houses my Rapunzel Disney store doll,
zallia's super belated birthday doll so there's no chance of her getting lost, MyScene Delancey and Lindsay Lohan, and Lagoona the First will be hopping in on move in day. As will Ted and Edward and a few other things. This bag is frickin' huge. Everything else is either boxed (my cherished Teddies are in some of the boxes you can see on the bottom two shelves) or will be or is too big/weirdly shaped for a box. Mostly the room is like this. Almost but not quite finished. The little bookcase moved so I could get to the big bookcase, and it's empty aside from the stuff on top. Victory!
Can't recall if I shared this?
That was a couple of weeks ago. My cubes are now on top of the hope chest but just about everything else is either packed or awaiting a final once over before being taped up and packed. The walls are bare aside from the corkboard still being up.
Just looking at those exhaust me.
Now we circle back to Mums. A few weeks ago she called to see if the house we're moving into was part of Knology/WOW's service area. Some of the other places we looked at weren't and we both like Kno-Wow more than Comcast. She was told yes after someone looked it up. We rejoiced and went about our day, sure this was a sign that this place would be fab. (Maybe just me thinking that?)
FF to yesterday when Mom is on hold for 45 minutes before someone gets on the line to tell her that they do not, nor have they ever, nor are they likely to ever, service that street.
Uh, what the what now?
And so it went for another hour. Mom kept getting put on hold only to have someone pipe in five or ten minutes later that she was being transfered (what was she doing before when she was told she was being transfered?) and Mums had a mini meltdown and I was pissed for obvious reasons...
And one more.
See, I'm not really sure how Comcast is these days. Everyone I know has Kno-Wow because either it's what they had to get or they listened to my "I love them!" squees. But since the WOW changeover started, the service has slipped more than a few notches. (Which actually is saying something since in the 9 years I've had the service, E! has never had sound on my downstairs TV. Even after we switched televisions.) But the last two years especially, I have stayed with them.
Why?
Because if you call my phone number and no one picks up, you will get our voice mail. And the person who left the message? Dad. Widget erased the one on the cell phone, but... the one on the home phone is still Dad.
So fuck you very much, Knology/WOW. You lied and it's going to cost me the ability to hear my father's voice whenever I call home.
Fuck you and fuck you again.
Anyway, onto other things so as not to end on a complete bummer. Yesterday I got a call from our lovely real estate lady, who will need a better signifier. Landlord, sorta? I dunno. She was calling to let me/us know that the carpets were being cleaned on Wednesday and Thursday afternoon we'll meet to get the keys and... stuff? I dunno, I'm new at this, remember? If we wanted, we could meet earlier but she'd also scheduled a cleaning crew Just In Case it was needed.
So I'm excited about that. We can start to move in Thursday! And now the panic can begin anew.
Thanks to the wonders of Skype and cellphones and god knows what else, I have copied the message and saved it. Still, fuck you.