Several tasks were knocked out today and the overly full plate is beginning to feel a smidge more manageable. Boxes were sourced and brought to the house, and I got to visit with former colleagues for a minute in the process.
The futon frame, wood dining
chairs, and glider are now spoken for. It’s a relief no longer having to worry
about what to do with them. Next up, addressing the patio table and umbrella and a racing
bike. And maybe the slightly cracked white leather chairs.
Luckily, the new address has the
same providers for electric and Internet/cable and service has been scheduled
to be transferred to the new address. The change of address has been filed with the Postal Service. The gas account is set up with a final
service date and now I can shift the worry to the learning curve and burning my
food all over again like when I had an electric stove in Tennessee. My future stove
is a glass top which will be a whole new world of cooking and potential stovetop
breakage. I wonder which will be my favorite burner at the next house. And how
many times I’ll set something that can melt on a hot stovetop. Kitchen fun
times ahead!
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| The state of the cube. |
Day by day, the daily-use items
disappear into boxes and routine actions become more comical. Things like repeatedly and habitually reaching for utensils in now empty drawers and for spices in an empty cabinet is starting to feel crazy.
The freezer food reduction plan is
underway. Tonight there was maple syrup on raspberry ice cream. Potential weird
main dishes on the horizon may include frozen brussels sprouts on toast with
shooters of vegetable broth. Could be a new taste sensation.
Tomorrow morning is the fire department inspection of the detectors and one more thing will be chipped away from the list.

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