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Adventures in Moving, Part 2

There is a lot that could be said about the whole process of transferring stuff from one place to another. I suppose we're at a point in history where it's easier to accomplish this than it ever has been in the past. We are probably also at a point in history where we have more stuff than ever before to transfer about.

In the end, everything got moved. No one lost an eye, or a finger, or broke any bones. I so appreciate all the help I had from everyone, especially my mother, who had to endure all of my crankiness at putting together the girls' loft beds. The highlight of that experience was dropping the important, irreplacable screw down the long tube with a very secure cap at the end. But in the end, we triumphed over the beds, and at this moment, the girls are sound asleep in them!

Unpacking has been progressing this week. Today I made a list of specific tasks to do, which helped. It can be kind of overwhelming to face all the boxes. I have the living room pretty much under control now. I stacked all the boxes of stuff that I didn't know what to do with all in one corner, and while it's kind of big, it's at least all in one place, which will help.

Some of my successes so far include the bookshelf in the living room, where I oh-so-artistically and topically arranged my old glass canning jars and other old glass with my old cookbooks.

The piano is looking gorgeous, with a bouquet of flowers a friend brought over last night:

And the buffet is in pretty good shape as well (Yes, I put it along the outside wall.):

Katrina and I put the new computer desk together the other day:

Not everything is in great shape, though. I'm feeling very troubled about my kitchen, as I'm really not happy with where I've been putting things. It all feels very out of order and not arranged properly at all. Concequently, working in the kitchen seems to mostly consist of a lot of flailing about and picking things up and setting them down, sometimes somewhere different than where they were. Sometimes not.

I am also finding myself wondering why I need three glass lids for casserole dishes, particularly when I can't remember the last time I've used a lid. It seems a shame to get rid of them, though, when they match with the dishes. As might be expected from my kitchen traumas, this is what the kitchen looks like:

My bedroom is halfway done. I unpacked all the plastic bags of clothes today, and that was good progress. The books are mostly all unpacked too. I still seem to have a lot of miscellaneous desk stuff, though, and it's all stacked on one half of the room:

The girls' room is quite chaotic too. Most of their boxes are stacked in the hallway still, but their room still manages to look like a tornado just swept through. I think I'm going to have to provide some serious organizational assistance. They are far more interested in decorating the walls and dangling things from the bottoms of their beds than actually putting anything away!

Posted by Rachel at July 31, 2003 11:09 PM