I have floor space!

After much procrastinating, I had a chance to work on unpacking stuff in the office today.

With one large bin, I unpacked a only few things, but the rest of the items in it are van stuff, so that went out to join the growing stack of boxes along the wall in the dining room that need to be either put into storage or otherwise dealt with elsewhere.

I unpacked another medium bin, two small boxes of books and office stuff (I found my notebook with my passwords!  Yay!), and a medium box of crafting materials.  My crafting table is chaos, but at least the stuff is out and accessible. (Beads! Findings!  Glue guns! Yarn! Office supplies! … … … Stuff!)  Another small box of books got moved to another room for later unpacking there.  I was able to re-arrange things in the process, having cleared out some space on my storage shelf, giving me room for bins of inventory and supplies.

I’m nowhere near done, but the end result is…

More floor space!

I can actually back up my office chair and not bash into the bins that were behind me before.  It’s amazing how much bigger this tiny room feels now!

Also…

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Bin Cat.

This happened.

After I removed the last items from the bin and took them to the room they belonged in, I came back to find DaBoy had hopped in.  He loves to go into boxes and bins and hard sided reusable grocery bags, and just sit there.

I wanted to move the bin out, so I popped the flap lids over him and carried him out with it.  I put it on top of the bin of van stuff and let the girls know that the bin was now available for any use it might be wanted for, as I opened the flaps.  Of course, they got a giggle out of my special delivery, as this furry head popped out.

I figured he’d leave after that, but nope.  He ended up sitting there, just as he is in the photo above, for probably an hour.

He’s such a chill dude.

The Re-Farmer

A Good Day

The winds continued to blow all night; though they died down by morning, that was purely relative, as they were still quite high!

Our deer feed and bird seed had been covered, but by morning, the snow was dug up in each of the spots I’d put them in, and there was very little left.  So we know that we do have deer coming in during the night to feed.

I’ve very glad to here from my husband that the mama and her twins were back this morning, though from the looks of the ground, it was already dug up before they got there.

Even before we had a chance to put more food out, Barbecue came by, soon followed by Hungry Girl, though she stayed away from the feed.  They ran off before my daughter went over with more food, and I never saw if they came back during the day or not.

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The birds and squirrels were sure busy, though!

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The camera still seems to be working fine again, though I’ve cut down the number of photos I take quite dramatically, so no photos of the chipping sparrows, grosbeaks and chickadees today.

I was busy, anyway.

Since we weren’t going to do the trip to the city we normally would when pay comes in, I focused on more unpacking.  Or partial unpacking, as it were.  There were a couple of small book boxes that had been partially unpacked and waiting in the living room, so I cleared out some shelf space in one of the dividers between living and dining room.  That included finally unpacking a curio shelf I have and getting my daughters to hang it on the wall in my crochet corner.  Much of what I had to move still isn’t in their permanent places, but their permanent places aren’t ready yet.

Almost all the books fit into the one shelf I was able to clear, though some had to go into the wall shelf in the master bedroom.  That space is beginning to turn into a catchall space, and I don’t like it.  Not much choice right now, though.

A bit of re-arranging in the bedroom meant I was able to unpack my cookbooks, too.  Again, they are not in their permanent space, but at least they’re out and accessible.

Then there were the big boxes sitting on the piano.

Ugh.

One, I went through and ended up breaking down a lot of packaging from camera and lens purchases for the burn barrel.  We’d kept the original packaging and receipts in storage for years, and there were even accessories in there.  I found the original packaging for one of my husband’s first smart phones, too!  The Treo.  Oh, how phones have changed over the years!  The other box was one the movers packed.  A very strange combination of things from various rooms, inefficiently packed.  There was even a folding step stool in there, turned upside down and used like a basket, rather than folded closed.  Again, it looks like they just tossed things into the box.

And we’re still missing things.  In fact, I just realized we’re missing both our irons.  I didn’t even think of it until I was looking at our ironing board, leaning against the wall by the piano, wondering where I can put it.  That’s when I realized I haven’t seen our irons in any of the boxes.  We pretty much never iron anymore, so they weren’t something we’d miss right away.

A strange thing to go missing.

Now that the movers have paid up for our broken stuff, I no longer need to hang onto them, so that box got cleared off the piano, too.  The only thing in that box we can try to salvage is the latch hook wall hanging made by my late mother in law.  We’ll have to replace the broken wood hanger.  We should be able to remove it without damaging the mesh.  The rest of the broken stuff in the box is garbage now.

But the top of the piano is clear now, so we can hang up that antique mirror of my mother’s, above it, and eventually put some stuff on display on the piano itself.  Like the creepy, creepy baby doll wearing one of my baby dresses that my mom gave me, and has somehow managed to creep its way into our hearts.

The stuff of nightmares, that thing is.  I love it! :-D

The cats, meanwhile, are very happy to be able to go on the top of the piano again.

Altogether, I finished unpacking 5 more boxes today.  A very good day! As of right now, the only things left to unpack are all in my office.

My tiny little office.

I’ll figure something out… :-D

Granted, I still need to deal with our 90 gallon aquarium, which I’ve left wrapped in the foam pieces I’d taped around it to protect it.  The plan had been to set it up at an angle in the corner, then focus on aquascaping, once filled.  My aquatic plants are doing very well in the 20 gallon tank they’re in now, but when I set up the big tank, I also want to get plants that grow a lot taller for the background, and dwarf grasses for the foreground.  I will need to find someplace to get replacement parts and hoses for my brand of filter first, though, and I’ll also need to check and make sure the additional weight once it’s filled won’t be a problem.  If it were just the piano or just the aquarium, I’d be less concerned, but both in the same general area of the living room? I’d rather play it safe!

Little by little, it’s getting done!

The Re-Farmer

 

 

 

Trying to Decipher

We’ve made a lot of progress with unpacking.  Yes, I still have stacks of boxes behind me as I type this, but just about everything else is unpacked, or at least partly unpacked.

I even managed to repair my dad’s bedside shelf, which I am now using.  This allowed me to move the large-ish end table I had on my side of the bed over to my husband’s side, so we could put his tiny fridge on it (for his medication), get his CPAP machine off the floor and have a place to tuck away his bottles of distilled water for the CPAP humidifier.

We still haven’t been able to find some of the girls’ things.  There was some stuff in their third floor bathroom that was in a bag we can’t find, and some movies that were on another floor, so they shouldn’t have ended up in the same box.  Also, we found other stuff from their  bathroom, so those items should have been there, too.

While my brother and I were at our van yesterday, checking on the engine, I remembered to go into the glove compartment and get the paperwork from the movers that was in there.  On moving day, I barely had time to skim over them as I signed them, and just shoved them into the glove compartment as we were leaving.

Today, I finally had a chance to sit down and look at them closely, to try and figure out what happened to the girls’ stuff.

I still have no clue.  The sheets tell me next to nothing useful.

This is so frustrating.

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As near as I can figure out, the above photo is mostly third floor stuff, but also second floor stuff.  Maybe.

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While this one is of second and third floor stuff.  The information I was looking for should have been on these two pages.  I can barely decipher it at all.

All over the place I see the word “mettals.”  I think it’s supposed to be “metal”.  But metal what?

“Matters”, I’ve figured out, means “mattress.”  “Pichers” are “pictures,” and likely refers to both pictures from the walls and my daughter’s paintings.  Then there are the shalfes, pellows, pillasstic taibls, hendels, wood and even anberallas.

I’m guessing shelves, pillows, plastic tables (I am guessing our collapsible tables, including the folding one they didn’t fold), handles (???), wood (my daughter’s easel?) and umbrella.

The other pages are no better.

There is 4 pages of this, each with two columns.  The first page was mostly
marked boxes and bins.  According to the sheets, including the piano, we had 234 items.  Some of those items were things like a bundle with our mop, broom, window cleaner and snow shovels, taped together.  The piano bench had its own number sticker, but I don’t see anything that even remotely looks like it could be “bench”.

When he brought the sheets for me to sign, he’d made a comment about how we had “a lot of stuff.”  You wouldn’t know it, from what’s on these sheets!  According to them, we just have a lot of mettal and shalfes.

In the end, though, there is no way of knowing what box they packed the girls’ stuff that’s missing into.  It looks like they not only marked the boxes and bins we packed ourselves as just “box” or “bin,” but also boxes they packed have no listing of their contents.

Which is something I was told they do, when I was arranging all this.

These sheets are useless.

As part of the contract, the client is supposed to use these sheets to make sure everything gets to its destination.  Given the circumstances of the delivery of our stuff, that was impossible.  Even if we’d managed to unpack everything with 10 days and could say for sure there was stuff missing, there would have been no way to say which item numbers weren’t accounted for.

What a mess.

Meanwhile, I still haven’t heard back about my claim, when I responded by saying I expected them to repair the damage their driver did, on top of the basic liability for items damaged.

The Re-Farmer

Eight

Okay, I’ve made up for lost time, that’s for sure.

I finished clearing, cleaning and disinfecting the linen closet.  The shelves are made of plywood that’s painted.  It’s quite rough in texture.  My mother had lined the shelves with sheets of plastic, tacked into place, to protect her linens.  I haven’t decided what I want to do with them to fix the roughness on a permanent basis, but I still needed to do something to cover them, so they won’t damage my stuff.

Cardboard to the rescue.

I cut a couple of boxes we’d unpacked previously, to fit the shelves.  It worked out quite well.

It’s amazing what getting that one thing done led to.

I was able to unpack 8 boxes.  I was also able to move two long bins designed to fit under beds, under the bottom shelf.  These hold things like our collection of canes, umbrellas and shinai in one, badminton and tennis rackets in the other, so we do want to keep them handy.  They stick out of the closet, which means the door can’t be closed, but the door is broken, anyhow, so it doesn’t really matter.  At some point, they will actually get unpacked to more permanent places.

With the linen closet now clear, I could not only unpack my linens, but move some of the ones already unpacked and shoved into the wall of shelves.  I was then able to pack a bit more of my mother’s things away, which in turned helped clear more shelves.  I was then able to clear and clean 2 columns of shelves in the wall of shelves, then unpack boxes of papers, binders, folders, board games, etc.  Some of it will need to be gone through and put into more permanent places, or at least better organized, but the main thing is they are no longer in boxes.

All that finally allowed me to unpack my last box of linens.  These I was saving for last, as it included things like an antique, cut work embroidered linen table cloth, and table cloths and napkins embroidered for me by the same amazingly talented family member who gifted me with the ceramic sugar and creamer set that the movers broke the creamer from.  She’s actually the one who inspired me to get into crafting myself.  I’ve also got items embroidered and crocheted (some pieces have both) by my great-aunt, who was amazingly skilled.

One box, oddly, was half blankets, half kitchen stuff.  The movers packed that one.  I unpacked the blankets half, then took the box out to the dinging room.  After I stopped for supper (which my daughters were awesome enough to make for us), it was there anyhow, I unpacked the rest of that box, too.

The best part is, I no longer have a wall of boxes along my side of the bed that I need to squeeze past.  Yay!  There’s now just a few things than need to be finished up and re-organized in the bedroom before it’s done.  Well.  As done as it can be, for now.

The next major area of boxes that needs unpacking is my office.  Some of them are my crafting materials and tools, but not all.  As usual, the challenge is, where do I unpack them to?  I still need to work out a space to unpack all my cookbooks in particular, since I do want them actually near the kitchen.

All in good time.  Right now, I’m exhausted, but in a good way.  I think my goal for tomorrow is not to unpack anything else, but to rearrange our bedroom and maybe even *gasp* vacuum it.  I do wish we could rip out the carpet.  The lumps and bumps are quite the tripping hazard.  That, I am thinking, will wait until we can install the second bathroom.  If we’re going to be doing construction in there, anyway, that would be a good time to get rid of it.  I have no idea how we would take out that wall of shelves, though.  It’s more than 10 feet long.

Ugh.  I can’t start thinking about that now!  Especially since it’ll probably be years before we can come up with the money to do it.  I’m more interested in getting more boxes unpacked and hopefully finding the stuff of the girls’ that’s missing.  I don’t hold out much hope for that, though.

The Re-Farmer

When Small Goals Lead to Bigger Accomplishments

The last couple of days, I neglected to meet my “one box a day” unpacking goal.  Saturday, other things happened and Sunday, I tried to make it a day of rest (but we still did baking).

Today more than made up for it.

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Okay, I’m Kinda Horrified

Today, we finally started on the bathroom.

I got my darling, somewhat more able bodied daughters to clear out the shelves for me.  Among the things they found was a box of prescription medication from 1984.

It seems they didn’t do child safe containers back then.

Then I started on the counter, and an item we’ve been really avoiding until now.

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One a Day

Okay.  New Year’s is done and while Christmas isn’t over for a few more days, we won’t be able to do anything for Three Kings Day this year, so I have no excuses.

Holiday is over.  Time to get back to work unpacking.

We are at that point where the essentials are unpacked, so we can get away with not unpacking more and still be able to function, despite the chaos.  So it’s really easy to get distracted with the many other things that crop up.  We are also not taking more things to the shed for storage right now, because of the cold.  It’s not far from the house, but loading and unloading the vehicle in these temperatures can lead to frostbite.  So it will wait.

My goal now is to unpack at least one box a day.

This is not as small a goal as it seems.

In order to unpack a box, that requires a place to unpack its contents into.

To give an example.

My FIL is very generous and, when he got himself a Keurig and began ordering pods online regularly, he would order extra for us as a gift.  We were getting cases of Keurig varieties every month.  This was faster than we actually consumed them, so they quickly added up until we thanked him but let him know we were good for a long while.

When we started packing up the room they were in, I even found about 6 unopened boxes that had been set aside, then covered by something else and forgotten.

I filled a size large box of unopened boxes of pods, plus another medium box mostly full of opened ones, plus my daughters had more opened boxes on the third floor.

We ended up setting the Keurig machine up in the living room, near my crochet corner.  The shelf it’s on has a bunch of open boxes of pods for immediate use stuffed inside, but there was no where near enough room for all the opened boxes, never mind the unopened ones.

I decided that I would store the rest of the boxes in one of the bottom shelves of our large divider shelf between the living and dining rooms.

In order to do that, we had to move the things that were in front of it.  This included 4 extra chairs, used when we have enough company to extend the table.  My sweet daughters checked out all of the dining chairs that were here and picked out the 4 most stable ones for daily use, then hauled the remaining 4 into the basement.  A couple of them are heavy oak, and the design of these chairs is cumbersome, so this was not an easy job.

Then I had to find temporary places for the other stuff in front of the shelves, move the litter box out of the corner (we still haven’t figured out a permanent spot for that), clean the space the litter box was in, and only then could I finally access and open the shelves I was after.

I completely filled the shelves, and still had to find a way to jam a bit more into the shelf I’ve got the Keurig machine sitting on.

I’m going to set up a separate garbage can, just for the pods.  When it’s full, I’ll empty the contents into the compost bucket, then keep the cleaned pods for starting seeds.  Considering how many pods we’ve got, I’ll likely have plenty to do crafts with, too.

What?  Did you think we were just going to throw them all in the garbage?  ;-)

End result: I got a size large box, plus half a size medium box, unpacked, meeting my goal of the day, and in the process, cleared out another space that needed to be worked on.

Which is how it’s going to be for the next while, with pretty much every box that is left to be unpacked.

I look forward to when it’s warm enough to move more furniture and boxes to the shed.  There are still several areas I haven’t even looked at, yet.   Like the dresser tucked into a nook between the bathroom and Old Kitchen doors.  I have no idea what’s in it, but on top of it there appears to be a memorial of some kind, for a woman who’s name and face I don’t recognize at all.

Every now and then, I look at it all and it’s so disheartening.  It’s going to take months.  But if I just do that one box a day, it will much more manageable.

And to think I used to like moving.

The Re-farmer

 

 

So about those plans…

Remember I was saying we wouldn’t need to go out again until at least after Christmas?

Scratch that.

Well, technically, we didn’t need to go out.  But thanks to a generous gift from my FIL, and still reasonable temperatures for a few more hours, my husband and I dashed into the next town.  This allowed us to get a few more little things for Christmas (we start celebrating on Christmas Eve with our semi-traditional wigilia dinner) and some gas.  We were also able to get a gift for the girls – a much needed item that I know they will appreciate.  I’m glad we could get it now.

While we were chatting during the drive, I mentioned something I saw in our hamlet’s store when I was there last.  This is an old time sort of general store, which as some groceries, clothing, pet foods, etc, along with the liquor store and post office.  I had noticed a bag of deer feed (you can get hunting and fishing licenses here, too), and we talked about how it might be nice to put feed out for the deer when we can.

On the way home, we stopped at this store to pick up an item the big grocery store didn’t.  My husband just dashed in to get it. As much as he can dash, anyhow. LOL Well, our local store didn’t have it either.  Instead, he came out with a bag of deer feed!

Turns out, it’s incredibly cheap.

We will have to be careful about putting it out.  Small quantities, every couple of days, near the spruce grove.  Too much, too often, can harm the deer.  This way, they’ll have some supplemental food during the cold times, near the shelter of trees, and we’ll be able to see them from our living room window.

I’d love to find a way to have water out for them, too.  Water is always hard for wildlife to get at, this time of year.

In time, we want to include bird feed as well.  A nice little wildlife sanctuary around out home.

But that is for another time.

For now, I’ve started brining our turkey for tomorrow.  It’s a simple enough thing to do – so long as you have something big enough to immerse a turkey in!  Normally, I would use course salt and float lemon slices in the brine, along with other herbs and spices.  This year, I just went with lemon salt.  Another thing that’s very easy to make, which I’ll include in a separate post.

For now, it’s back to work.  Yesterday, we got all the cube shelves in place that I wanted in the dining room.  Now they need to be filled with the things want in them.  Which requires getting other stuff put away, at least temporarily, elsewhere.

I’m really looking forward to not having to dodge boxes, bins and furniture.

I can start by making the space I need to fit one last cube shelf into my office.

I do hope it actually fits!

The Re-farmer

 

 

 

I found It!

Yeah, it was bugging me.

But I went back to some of the larger boxes I had already opened, including one I had put in the office because my shredder was in it.

The shredder was inside the giant stock pot.

Looks like I will be brining a turkey for Christmas. 😁

This gives me hope that the box the girls are missing will show up, too.

😂

The Re-farmer