Ch-ch-changes and f-f-fax tones

It was very, very strange this morning to actually commute to work. For the past five years I’ve been able to walk 5 minutes to my office, but today I had to take the subway. It was only a few stops, but still…it means (gasp!) I can’t go home for lunch.

Eating at my desk instead of on the couch…hmmph. This is not the lifestyle to which I’ve become accustomed…

.:.

Still tired. The cats (or cat, rather; Sonny’s having the time of his life and not whining at all) weren’t so bad last night, but a fax machine called us at midnight and then again at 4 AM. That was a treat. Then, this morning, our stuff is all over the place so our usual morning routine was all disrupted and I couldn’t find anything, resulting in me wearing a belt that doesn’t match my shoes. Oh, the humanity. I’m hoping to get most of the stuff sorted out, set up and put away before I leave on course this weekend.

[tags]new condo, moving, pets, fax machines[/tags]

Line 'em up, knock 'em down

So tired. Once again Michael kept us up from about 4:30, but at least he seems to be better today. Less scared, emerging to hang out with us, climbing on furniture, etc. Now if we could just get him to sleep through the night…

After work today we popped down the street to C’est What; the Amsterdam spring bock was tasty, as was the food (falafel, yam frites and antijitos), and it was nice to just chill for an hour outside of the apartment.  When we got back we unpacked a few boxes; once we have the bookcases in place I can start unpacking all the books, which would free up enough space to unpack the desk, and I could set up the computer. Likewise, once the kitchen boxes are unpacked we can move the table, and I can set up the TV & stereo. Like dominos, wrapped in packing tape.

[tags]moving, unpacking, c’est what, amsterdam beer, spring bock[/tags]

Hey…I think you can see me up there drinking a diet pepsi…

Fitting that on the day we move, Sam would post a picture of our building (ok, well, he took a picture of St. James Cathedral with our building in the background) on Daily Dose of Imagery.

Our phone is ok, my Sympatico connection worked immediately, our cable has just now been hooked up, all the gear has been dropped off at Goodwill, the old apartment has been cleaned (sort of) and a few more things have been taken out of boxes. So…progress. Not much, but we’ll get there slowly. Nellie’s been busily running errands, buying things, cleaning up and so on. The cats have mainly been sleeping; Sonny explores occasionally, but Michael’s been hiding under a blanket all day. Literally, all day. He hasn’t moved since this 7:30 morning. He even slept under our blanket last night, cuddled up to my legs. He’s never done that before.

The weather’s been perfect today…clear and windy, so our windows are filled with the blue of the lake, and I can see clear across the lake. This is what I’ve been waiting 3 years for.

[tags]condo, moving, daily dose of imagery[/tags]

Aaaaaaaaaand we're home

The move is over. The pets have been brought to the new place and the basics (bed, tv, diet pepsi) have been unpacked. The cats are FREAKED OUT; Michael’s cowering in the walk-in closet, and Sonny’s just now coming out to explore.

All in all our movers were great. When we got to our building our elevator was being used by someone else, so our guys had to use a standard elevator while we got yelled at by the construction crew and angry residents. Four hours from the time they showed up to when they left. One or two little broken items, but nothing too substantial, and neither of us had to lift a finger all day.

Now we’ll rest our tired feet, order some pizza, unpack a few more things and sleep like the dead.

[tags]condo, moving[/tags]

Project migration is underway

The movers arrived a little late (they got hit by a schoolbus on the way here) and managed to get their ginormous truck into the driveway (despite losing a rearview mirror to said schoolbus) before tearing ass through the apartment. Nellie and I basically just got out of the way as they whipped our stuff into blankets and out the door. They’re bringing down the last few loads now so…so far so good. Perfect weather too…warm, but not hot. Then again, I’m sitting on my ass so it’s not like I’m working up a sweat.

Here’s hoping part 2 goes well.

[tags]condo, movers[/tags]

Und now…ve vait

Everything’s packed and ready to go. Just have to do a few things tomorrow while the movers perform their move-ish duties. We’re not too tired, but we’re certainly tired enough. We shall sleep well tonight. Even the cats seem bagged. Nellie’s gonna shower while I do this computer-y stuff, and I’ll shower while she watches TV. Tomorrow morning the TV comes down, the few remaining things (sheets, towels, etc.) go into the bags, and then we wait for the pros to arrive.

Keep your fingers crossed that this goes more smoothly than the last one.

[tags]condo, move[/tags]

18 hours to go

Another beautiful day, and we’re inside packing. 😦 Oh well, we actually got out for a few minutes here and there, to clean the new place and for a quick trip to buy a telescoping squeegee and some more boxes.

We’re getting there in terms of packing. I think we’ll be packing well into the evening, but there shouldn’t be any 2AM packing like there was last time. My goal is to be totally done by 10:00 so Nellie can watch The Amazing Race and I can get a net connection going.

The cats are alternately freaked out and having a blast.

[tags]moving, condo, cats[/tags]

My apartment is a hydra

Aside from running a few errands this morning I’ve been packing all day. It feels like no matter how much stuff I pack there’s always more in another room or on another shelf, but my box supply keeps dwindling.

Nellie’s painting again, but should be back soon as we have another documentary tonight. Just as well that we have the movie; I can’t imagine I’d be able to pack much longer anyway.

It’ll be strange to leave this apartment. I’ve been here since 2002, which makes it the longest I’ve lived in one place since I left the farm for university.

[tags]condo, packing[/tags]

Little boxes, on the counter, little boxes made of ticky-tacky…

Yeah, I’m pretty much tired of packing now. We’re almost out of boxes; I’ll have to try to locate some tomorrow. You can barely even walk through the apartment now. Tomorrow I’ll have to take the computer down, tear the desk apart and move stuff into the den just to make some room.

.:.

Bob Ezrin: “Thank God for Trent Reznor.” [via Torontoist]

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I had a chocolate & raspberry crepe this morning, from this place. It were awwwwwwful good.

[tags]moving, bob ezrin, trent reznor, nine inch nails, crepes a gogo[/tags]

We have no room to stand, but we have a plan

The apartment is now a disaster zone. It’s pretty small to begin with, so with all our possesions get crammed into piles of boxes — empty, unsorted, ready to go — it doesn’t leave much room for moving around. Duarte came by to get the printer tonight and I think he felt he’d stepped into early-90s Sarajevo. I’ve taken half the desk apart, all the bookcases have been emptied, the bathroom is all but cleaned out and the storage locker is bare, save for the electronics boxes. Tomorrow is the kitchen, Friday is clothing, Saturday is everything else, and Sunday is the electronics.

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Torontoist says: Happy Birthday, Camros (the organic food place across the street from me). If you live in the neighbourhood and vegan/organic is your cup of tea, you should give it a try. If it’s not but you like sweets, you should stop in and grab a brownie or a piece of carrot cake, courtesy of Sweets From The Earth. So good it hurts (eventually).

[tags]packing, moving, camros, sweets from the earth[/tags]