Packing to move house is so much shit
Aug. 14th, 2005 09:28 amYou know what I don't like: packing.
I am plagued with vague worries that I won't be able to fit anything into my room in the new place. I am moving my entire life, not just a bunch of clothes and some textbooks like at Uni. I am taking pretty much my entire library and, discounting the kiddie stuff I'm leaving behind, like my precious Biggles books and The Usborne Junior Nature Explorer and suchlike, it's still a pretty big library. This is a life-changing thing, not a term-long stint in Halls, and it's now properly daunting me. I'm worried the bed won't fit or the wardrobe. I'm worried now that even Mikael, my sexy Swedish computer table (the tiniest little computer table that could) won't fit. Daunted. So daunted.
Saturday afternoon, we charged up the Fiesta's battery. The Fiesta used to be called Draco but I've decided that calling things Draco is so over, so now I'm thinking of calling it either 'Car', 'Little Car' or 'The Fairy Ferry' (because I saw the name used in a book, possibly an Armistead Maupin book, once and liked it). Well, yesterday I came close to calling it 'You Flaming Money-Grubbing Piece of Shit' because no sooner had we charged the battery, reset the radio, cleaned two years' worth of dead leaves out of the intakes and reversed the car out in front of the house to give her a good lathering, but the radiator started to leak. Luminous green fluid. Everywhere. Not good.
So now the car will fail the MOT test booked for it on Friday, but I can't get road tax without the MOT, so legally we can't even drive the car to another garage to get the radiator fixed - it's likely going to need a new one and I don't know how much these things cost but I think it'll mean I do food shopping at Lidl for a month or so. So Car (nee Draco) is currently an unlicensed, unregistered car and this makes me sad.
To add insult to injury I just picked up my mug and found my delicious tea had gone stone cold.
And I bet we're going to lost the Third Test now as well.
I am plagued with vague worries that I won't be able to fit anything into my room in the new place. I am moving my entire life, not just a bunch of clothes and some textbooks like at Uni. I am taking pretty much my entire library and, discounting the kiddie stuff I'm leaving behind, like my precious Biggles books and The Usborne Junior Nature Explorer and suchlike, it's still a pretty big library. This is a life-changing thing, not a term-long stint in Halls, and it's now properly daunting me. I'm worried the bed won't fit or the wardrobe. I'm worried now that even Mikael, my sexy Swedish computer table (the tiniest little computer table that could) won't fit. Daunted. So daunted.
Saturday afternoon, we charged up the Fiesta's battery. The Fiesta used to be called Draco but I've decided that calling things Draco is so over, so now I'm thinking of calling it either 'Car', 'Little Car' or 'The Fairy Ferry' (because I saw the name used in a book, possibly an Armistead Maupin book, once and liked it). Well, yesterday I came close to calling it 'You Flaming Money-Grubbing Piece of Shit' because no sooner had we charged the battery, reset the radio, cleaned two years' worth of dead leaves out of the intakes and reversed the car out in front of the house to give her a good lathering, but the radiator started to leak. Luminous green fluid. Everywhere. Not good.
So now the car will fail the MOT test booked for it on Friday, but I can't get road tax without the MOT, so legally we can't even drive the car to another garage to get the radiator fixed - it's likely going to need a new one and I don't know how much these things cost but I think it'll mean I do food shopping at Lidl for a month or so. So Car (nee Draco) is currently an unlicensed, unregistered car and this makes me sad.
To add insult to injury I just picked up my mug and found my delicious tea had gone stone cold.
And I bet we're going to lost the Third Test now as well.
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Date: 2005-08-14 08:51 am (UTC)Moving is very stressful at the best of times, and must be worse when it's the first *proper* time. A word of advice - when you get there and have everything physically through the door, make making up your bed a priority. That way, you won't get to 2am when you've been faffing around sorting out your books and kitchen cupboards etc. and realise you have to unpack bedlinen before you can get a comfortable night's sleep.
I think you are right about "fairy ferry" btw. I reread the whole Tales of the City sextet in May (felt appropriate as I was in San Francisco and managed to track down the inspiration for Barbary Lane which was ultra cool), and that phrase definitely rings a bell.
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Date: 2005-08-14 03:26 pm (UTC)Good advice though. I shall follow it.
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Date: 2005-08-14 10:09 am (UTC)Sorry about the car--in the 'for what it's worth' category, I like all the names you suggested ('Car' reminds me of the fact that Audrey Hepburn calls her cat 'Cat' in Breakfast at Tiffany's; I like 'Little Car' because I call my dog 'the Little Dog' even though she's not; and 'The Fairy Ferry' is just clever and funny, and Armistead Maupin is brilliant.)
*offers hot tea*
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Date: 2005-08-14 10:23 am (UTC)Perhaps having a chat with Cyg and finding out what things you have that overlap might help i.e. books, dvds, cds etc
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Date: 2005-08-14 03:25 pm (UTC)I'm not sure, it's a good idea - an excellent idea - but I do kind of want my things around me.
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Date: 2005-08-14 06:46 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-14 01:02 pm (UTC)Also: Poor ex!Draco! I knew him but briefly, but he treated me so well!
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Date: 2005-08-14 01:11 pm (UTC)I am SO with you on the packing. I hate it so much, man. How much space are you going to have?
*wishes you luck in everything*
<3<3
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Date: 2005-08-14 03:01 pm (UTC)Re: the car - if it's been sitting inactive for a long period of time, it's more likely that the coolant you saw leaking out of it came from a cracked radiator hose, rather than the radiator itself, or that there's a blockage in one of the hoses and the liquid came from the overflow tank - both of which are fairly simple, inexpensive things to check and fix (in the US, replacing all the hoses easily costs less than $100). Hopefully, that's the case! :D
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Date: 2005-08-14 03:23 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-14 03:28 pm (UTC)*crosses fingers*
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Date: 2005-08-14 04:46 pm (UTC)Moving bites the wax tadpole. I have had to move across the entire country about five or six times in the last five or six years, and I am certainly tired of it. I am so tired of a country that it takes you all day to cross by air. Raaaa.
Poor Fairy Ferry. I had friends in SF who called their car the Queermobile, and another set of friends had a van called the Fagon (as in, Fag Wagon). Heh. Should I ever own a vehicle it shall be called the Moony Mover. Or Moonymobile. :D
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Date: 2005-08-14 04:52 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-14 05:41 pm (UTC)Ireland fits in my handbag!
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Date: 2005-08-14 05:48 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2005-08-14 07:24 pm (UTC)I am currently trying to sort out how to get to Krakow and ultimately Auschwitz, despite not knowing a stitch of Polish. Traveling even slightly out of the Western Europe safety net makes me a touch nervous, right now in particular. *glares at stupid war-mongering president*
I plan to be Canadian for the entirety of my trip.