Little steps
Some plans made, at least. I think we’re going to use these guys for the Moving of Stuff, as their modus operandi matches our carlessness (“e” left out intentionally) really quite neatly. The price seems reasonable, all in all—and fortunately, it seems I shall have a relocation allowance.
The Goths will fly down with us as carry-on luggage, so I made a vet appointment to get the health certificate that the airlines demand. I’m taking recommendations (and anti-recommendations) on soft-sided carriers, noting only that the airlines simply cannot be serious about the 8-inch height restriction.
I’ve made a list of what has to get done to make the house salable. It’s distressingly long, but much of it will get farmed out because I don’t have the energy (or, in some cases, the skill). Today, though, my plan is to get and install a new bathroom fan, and over a few days I’ll repaint the bathroom ceiling, which needs it.
One real-estate-agent visit is scheduled, and I’ll schedule the other Tuesday.
Our apartment-hunting visit is set for June 18–22. I’ll have to find somebody to look after the Goths, and (if we’re super-lucky) someone to chauffeur us around Perdóndaris looking at apartments. I ordered a Perdóndaris map and a recommended moving guide from abebooks yesterday.
I spent part of yesterday weeding books, stopping at two and a half bags. I don’t think there’s too much more weeding on my end of the bookshelves to do, though. Clothes and papers, on the other hand… I’ll have some stuff to give away, too, some of it pretty decent; locals might want to keep an eye on my LJ for that.
I’ve got presents for half my dutiful recommenders, and I’m pondering what to get the others. Only one delivered as yet, but there’s time still.
Maybe I’m supposed to be all weepy about leaving Madison, my home for nearly eleven years—but I’m not, at least not yet. I’m appalled at all the work I have to do in the next six to eight weeks. I’m excited about the new job, very much in the “I want to do this… and I want to do that… and that looks like a good idea too… and I wonder if they’ll let me get away with this other thing?” mode.
Maybe I’ll regret Madison after I leave it—but honestly, I don’t see where I’ll find the time.