If hell is a place, it's got boxes in it. Lots of boxes.
This is how it might look:
That was Tuesday, 10 a.m., after I'd closed the door after the movers.
This is how it looked yesterday, 5 p.m. -- the books still need a lot of organizing, but at least they're on the shelves.
On Tuesday I worked, literally non-stop, from 10 a.m. till 9 p.m. Emptied all the boxes, put them downstairs in the garage. Since the main aim was to get rid of the boxes first and organize later -- except for kitchenware, which had to be put in the right place right away -- things like books, DVDs, CDs and clothes simply got stuffed into the wardrobe and bookshelves. Yesterday between 7 a.m. and 5 p.m. (I did take a short afternoon nap, though) I organized the wardrobe (best idea evah to have that thing built), alphabetized the DVDs and got started on the bookshelves. I think in the end I'll have to throw some books away, even though the thought fills me with horror. They aren't books I particularly love, but the mere idea of throwing away a book... Anyway, even though there is enough storage space right now, I intend to live and buy books for many years to come, and "enough" doesn't mean "infinite". Besides, there's a lot I'm not going to look at ever again. So I'll try to find a used book seller who takes them off my hands in bulk or, that failing, they're going to be recycled.
After the last two days' work, you really, really don't want to know how my hands are looking. And I must have climbed a few hundred metres, all in all, considering how many times I went up and down the ladder. Also, having three stressed, curious cats and one very excited and playful kitten underfoot while doing this sort of work is a bit of a strain on the nerves, to put it mildly. Not least because you can't just unpack a whole box of glassware but have to put every single bloody piece in its place right away.
However, it's done now. Still a lot of cleaning and organizing ahead, but the worst is over.
That was Tuesday, 10 a.m., after I'd closed the door after the movers.
This is how it looked yesterday, 5 p.m. -- the books still need a lot of organizing, but at least they're on the shelves.
On Tuesday I worked, literally non-stop, from 10 a.m. till 9 p.m. Emptied all the boxes, put them downstairs in the garage. Since the main aim was to get rid of the boxes first and organize later -- except for kitchenware, which had to be put in the right place right away -- things like books, DVDs, CDs and clothes simply got stuffed into the wardrobe and bookshelves. Yesterday between 7 a.m. and 5 p.m. (I did take a short afternoon nap, though) I organized the wardrobe (best idea evah to have that thing built), alphabetized the DVDs and got started on the bookshelves. I think in the end I'll have to throw some books away, even though the thought fills me with horror. They aren't books I particularly love, but the mere idea of throwing away a book... Anyway, even though there is enough storage space right now, I intend to live and buy books for many years to come, and "enough" doesn't mean "infinite". Besides, there's a lot I'm not going to look at ever again. So I'll try to find a used book seller who takes them off my hands in bulk or, that failing, they're going to be recycled.
After the last two days' work, you really, really don't want to know how my hands are looking. And I must have climbed a few hundred metres, all in all, considering how many times I went up and down the ladder. Also, having three stressed, curious cats and one very excited and playful kitten underfoot while doing this sort of work is a bit of a strain on the nerves, to put it mildly. Not least because you can't just unpack a whole box of glassware but have to put every single bloody piece in its place right away.
However, it's done now. Still a lot of cleaning and organizing ahead, but the worst is over.