Ben's Moving Out
Ben's moving out on Saturday. He bought a car a few months ago (his prerequisite to moving out), continued to save, and has enough to cover the necessary expenses. He made a deposit at the beginning of the month and will sign the final lease agreement and pick up the keys on Saturday morning.
We've been accumulating things for him for months. Strike that, for years. He's taking the leather furniture from the living room, a table which he acquired and stored in the garage a couple years ago, bed components which are stashed in various places. Once upon a time (post-flood) we bought a patio-type modular couch for the basement so that we could watch tv down there in comfort; the idea never really caught on, so I've been using it as an elevated platform on which to store boxes of books and things. (Nothing sits on the floor in the basement, everything is at least 18" off the ground.) And Ben wants to take that too. But, see previous statement, nothing sits on the floor in the basement. So, I need to replace that.
Last night I ventured out into the ice, snow, biting winds, and darkness and operated the power tools necessary to cut apart some wood. Which was an adventure. Tonight or tomorrow night I'll assemble some new shelves. I'm using a modified version of a theater platform, and I'm a) prone to over-engineering and b) actively trying not to over-engineer this; I'm not positive that what I have in mind will work for the task, but I think it will. Meanwhile, Ben's going to go through boxes that we brought in from the garage last weekend to determine what appliances/dishes/apparatus we have that he might want and packing.
His goal is to pick up his keys at 10 AM, come back to the house, and meet his moving team around noon. Load vehicles, drive the ten or fifteen minutes to the new place, drop it off. And repeat as necessary. Whee!
Saturday is also Fighter's School. But Ben's only going to move out once, so I'll miss it. If timing works out I'll go up for court (it's 1.5 hours away), and if not then I won't.
In other news, Cold is running now through March 8. I've been working with Jack Flanders to do youth boffer authorizations and classes. And life continues apace.
Oh, hey. Once Ben is on his own and we're not carpooling, I have the option of stopping at the gym on the way to or from work. So we'll see how that plays out.
Right. Work. End of line.
We've been accumulating things for him for months. Strike that, for years. He's taking the leather furniture from the living room, a table which he acquired and stored in the garage a couple years ago, bed components which are stashed in various places. Once upon a time (post-flood) we bought a patio-type modular couch for the basement so that we could watch tv down there in comfort; the idea never really caught on, so I've been using it as an elevated platform on which to store boxes of books and things. (Nothing sits on the floor in the basement, everything is at least 18" off the ground.) And Ben wants to take that too. But, see previous statement, nothing sits on the floor in the basement. So, I need to replace that.
Last night I ventured out into the ice, snow, biting winds, and darkness and operated the power tools necessary to cut apart some wood. Which was an adventure. Tonight or tomorrow night I'll assemble some new shelves. I'm using a modified version of a theater platform, and I'm a) prone to over-engineering and b) actively trying not to over-engineer this; I'm not positive that what I have in mind will work for the task, but I think it will. Meanwhile, Ben's going to go through boxes that we brought in from the garage last weekend to determine what appliances/dishes/apparatus we have that he might want and packing.
His goal is to pick up his keys at 10 AM, come back to the house, and meet his moving team around noon. Load vehicles, drive the ten or fifteen minutes to the new place, drop it off. And repeat as necessary. Whee!
Saturday is also Fighter's School. But Ben's only going to move out once, so I'll miss it. If timing works out I'll go up for court (it's 1.5 hours away), and if not then I won't.
In other news, Cold is running now through March 8. I've been working with Jack Flanders to do youth boffer authorizations and classes. And life continues apace.
Oh, hey. Once Ben is on his own and we're not carpooling, I have the option of stopping at the gym on the way to or from work. So we'll see how that plays out.
Right. Work. End of line.