Still sucks to be sick...
Mood:  crushed out
Now Playing: XM 150 - Uncensored Comedy

  

While the party wasn't as well attended as Beloved Hubby would have wanted, the folks who came had a fine time. We even got a few gifts ! It was so sweet of everyone, and the conversations lead out into the night. And everyone took home leftovers for lunch. We have a few, too.

 

Kitchen's trashed, but I'll either take care of it Sunday or he will. Doesn't much matter. He did just about everything, I did some tidy work and coughed a lot. I will be so glad when this cold/asthma/whatever illness is next is over. I feel like I've been under the weather forever ! Haven't even had any interest in the doll room. Or food. Well, I did munch heartily on the Chex Mix...

Friday follies
Mood:  a-ok
Now Playing: "Sky High" - if it kills me, this will be returned tomorrow !

 

It's hard to believe we're already in March. It's like a new month = a new life, but I'm still blasted sick. The new cough medicine Beloved Hubby got me is doing great, just wish it'd work faster. I'm darn near religious about taking it.

 

Tackled the laundry and closets today. It was about all I could do. Did a few more loads, and we're nearly caught up. I'll probably go over to the old place after dropping Dearest Son off at school Monday - he has today off, teacher workday. We haven't gotten any mail at the new place, so I need to check there.

 

I have another long ‘to do' list for Monday. We're also supposed to regain our DSL then, but I don't wanna count on it. Phone co. remotely activated our line yesterday but didn't bother to check it, so our phones didn't work until today. I doubt DSL will go any easier.

 

Beloved Hubby's invited a bunch of work friends and family over tomorrow. Sort of a housewarming. He's wanted to do this for every move, but we never have the time or the cash. We have a little of both this time, but I'm still sick. I just hope he knows he'll be doing 90% of it. I'm still a geyser of gunk, so nobody wants me around food.

 

I have too much to do for this now !
Mood:  incredulous
Now Playing: me muttering 'I hate being sick !' over and over

 

Well, it would have been a busy day - but while my asthma seems to have cleared up, all the gunk in my lungs hasn't gone with it. So, while my airways weren't constricted (and believe me, you learn how that feels PDQ !), they were still clogged with ick. In some ways, this is slowing me down more than the asthma did. With the asthma, I had the inhaler I could take for emergencies or when the time was right. With the phlegm, I have to cough it up, blow it out, and wait to catch my breath again.

 

So I didn't get jack-all done today, and I'm glad all of my ‘need to do' list was done yesterday. I'm taking some expectorants and still sleeping vertically on the couch. My thrashing around and coughing wake Beloved Hubby up, and it's easier to sleep sitting up on the sofa. I'll just be glad when this is all over. I got too much to unpack !

Goodbye, so long - and welcome to the new Chez Insanity !
Mood:  celebratory
Now Playing: quiet new place

 

And today is the day it's all said and done. Beloved Hubby moved semi-functional Leia-chan to the new place this morning. He's left the decision to me - do we fix the van (White Jade Dragon) or the sedan (Leia-chan) ? We can't do both right now, so it's down to whichever I prefer to drive. As you can imagine, if one has it, the other lacks it, so it's not an easy decision. Both vehicles have problems, both have benefits.

                     

He gave me his key to turn in, and I took a few minutes for one final check-through and a last good-bye. The place really was too small for us, and we had waaaaay too much junk and stuff in there, but it was a decent place for the most part. The ambulances and police cars heading to the apartments at least twice daily was just added entertainment. Barking dogs who are ignored 99% of the time by their owners were also a nice touch of spice, and the seven speed bumps that traversed every road but ours - where cars roared at 70mph hourly - may become a fond memory eventually, although it's doubtful.

 

I bundled up the last of the garbage - Hubby said to just leave it, but I felt bad about it - and pushed the can to the front for Friday's pick-up. I'm hoping it doesn't get blown over between now and then. Turned the keys in to an indifferent staff, and that was that. We're done with the place, and I'm happy...but there were some nice memories there.

 

But now we have a whole new place that has lots of space for more memories ! Starting with the metric ton of stuff in the garage. (sigh) I'm feeling much better - only woke up three times last night ! - and ordinarily I'd whine that I'm sick. I'm coughing hard, my throat feels like raw meat, my nose is stuffy or dripping, depending. But this is the best I've felt all week, so I'm joyous. Did all the running around that's been put off all week. Filing change of address forms, renewing Jade's license plate, turning in the keys, dumping off trash that didn't fit in the pick-up can, recycling the month's soda cans, picking up a few midweek groceries, balanced the checkbook, all ‘missions accomplished'. In a half-hour, I go pick up Dearest Son from school.

 

After that, I think I'll store all the fabric. And I promised Son I'd help arrange his books. Beloved Hubby has another busy day, so I should be able to get a lot done. I'm just not gonna rush it. I'm gonna *enjoy* it instead !

When you can find hope in an asthma attack, you start to wonder about yerself...
Mood:  spacey
Now Playing: "Sky High" - one more time.

There’s a subtle gift in asthma. I never understood it before, I just knew it slowed me down or prevented me from doing something I wanted to, so I hated it. But today it was seriously bad. I had to sit down after walking Dearest Son into school. I didn’t trust myself to drive, my eyes weren’t focusing, and I’d already taken the med limit for that time frame. I had the energy, mostly, but walking across a room empty-handed was an exercise in ‘low and slow, darlin’ chile’.


Even if you’re not in the midst of a full attack, asthma makes sure you move at your own pace. No matter how fast anyone around you is going, or even what speed you want to go, you have to tread slowly and carefully. Another attack is always just on the next moment, so going your own pace soon becomes habit, albeit an annoying one most others don’t understand. They think you should just hit that inhaler-thingie again, and like on the Primatene ads, everything will be fine.


Umm, no. Both prescription and OTC inhalers are steroid speed. Take it more often than directions call for, and you’ll be on the fast track to arrhythmia. I know. Those inhalers speed up everything while ripping your airways open, so they have to be used carefully. They’ll save yer life, but they’ll kill you faster than the attack will if ya get stupid.


In new home news, we got our city trash can today. Only someone with two full, smelly bags ready to go can truly enjoy getting a new pick-up can – and that’s me. It’s brand-new, too ! The one we left at the old place is crammed full and has been split on the bottom since we moved there. I almost hate to put trash in our new one. But I did it anyway !


At the old place, it’s all done. Loaded up the old trash can and wheeled it for Friday’s pick-up. All our stuff is either put away or is in the garage. Beloved Hubby’s inviting people over for a party Saturday, and I don’t know how we’ll have this place ready. Just hope I’m better tomorrow, and even if I’m not, I’ll do what I can and ignore the rest. That’s all anyone can do when it’s all said and done.

...and on, but it's nearly over...I hope...
Mood:  don't ask
Now Playing: like I'm even noticing...

 

Beloved Hubby's really worried about me, and he probably should be. My airways are still constricting - asthma - and I'm wheezing like a broken calliope. He did most of the moving today, I was mostly along for company. He has tomorrow off, too, but Wednesday, he's back to work. At least he got to enjoy his new shop this evening !

 

He also painted the rest of the kitchen and covered the crayon-scribbled hall with more paint. It actually looks really good. We're leaving behind a new front door, a playhouse, a bathroom cabinet, and two ceiling fans we just don't have a use for here, so don't feel too badly for the management company. That place is much better now than when we first moved in !

 

Computer's now here, at our new home, but I still rarely have a minute to use it. DMIL and DFIL can't help anymore, so the rest is on us. Few things here and there remain, but we're pretty much done. Tomorrow I can clean and take out trash, and then drop off keys early. I'm really looking forward to that !

 

Got to take a shower today - the water here is via well, and it's really soft. My face and skin's not nearly so dry as it usually is. Dearest Son didn't have a terribly good day at school. So many changes, so busy. He came home and crashed for three hours. At least he's not sick, thank Everything.

 

We have the washer and dryer installed ! And I'll soon have a clothesline ! So many things to be happy about here ! Just wish I had time for playin'.

...and on...
Mood:  don't ask
Now Playing: "Kronk's New Groove" - another late DVD rental, but very cute.

 

And we're about 75% done. Some larger things, like toys and tools in the backyard, remain, so we'll get those tomorrow. I've had two full-blown asthma attacks, so I'm having to slow down a bit. DMIL and DFIL are too tired to move, so they're sitting Dearest Son so we can get another load or two. All the major appliances are at the new place, since we only rented the furniture dolly through today. We even ended up moving DBIL's aquarium while we had it. How we got talked into that in the middle of a super-fast move still escapes me.

 

I got one of my two doll bookcases, so I spent part of the evening arranging everyone. As it turns out, pretty much all of ‘em can fit on that one. I'll have to get some photos. The sewing machine is in front of the window, but most of the fabric is still in the garage, and I haven't found the plug and pedal yet. There's floor space now ! But it'll be at least until next week before I can sew or play. We have sooooo much still in the garage.

And it continues on...
Mood:  down
Now Playing: "Sky High" - DVD rental, it's really late...

More moving. We're about halfway done, which is good. I'm hoping to have it all at the new place Sunday, which gives me Monday and Tuesday to clean and Beloved Hubby time to paint. And I'm sure we can always use just a little more time before turning in the keys Wednesday.

 

We're losing our online connection Tuesday, and won't get it back until 05 March. Ordinarily I'd miss it, but I haven't had time. Until this morning, I missed the refrigerator more ! Yup, Dearest Son overnighted at DMIL and DFIL's last night, and we stayed at the new place. Gosh, I just love it there. The space is slowly filling up, so now it's the old place that echoes and the new one that has the ‘home' sound. A good part of our stuff's in the garage for the time being, since we're more focused on ‘get it out of there !' than anything else.

 

I'm tired as anything, but I can't sleep. All my dolls are in a pile - I hated having them in a box, and we needed the box for more stuff anyway - but I don't have the energy to play, or anywhere to put them. May be catching cold, which would make sense, all this sweating and in-and-out. My chest is so tight, I had to use my inhaler. I just hope that improves soon.

 

Tuna, our stray who stayed, is with us tonight, so I made her a makeshift litter box from the last Amazon shipment and some dirt. She knows how it works, amazingly, but doesn't understand why we just won't let her outside.

 

The Mart is having a ‘teacher of the year' promotion, and I filled out the form for Dearest Son's. She really is amazing, and she's done so much to help him. Selfishly, I hope there weren't too many nominations, so she'll win !

And so, it begins...
Mood:  chillin'
Now Playing: XM 71 - Watercolors (a calming effect sorely needed right now)

 

Moving has begun in earnest, at 7am today. Beloved Hubby has to work, so DMIL and DFIL are helping. Without a chance to go through things before they get packed, I'll be tossing tons of stuff out once we get there, because DMIL is a ‘pack everything' sort of mover. Not much for it now. When you're attempting a full-scale move in less than a week, these things go like that.

 

Had to call the property management company to tell them the news. I was dreading it, because I was only giving them six days' notice. But frankly, we haven't had a lease with them since 2004, and it's not like we can pay them a month's rent for the old place to sit around empty. We'll barely have enough time to vacate as-is.

 

Well, they insisted on the 30 days, and I was about to get tough with ‘em, when they added ‘if you want your security deposit back.' Heck, we weren't expecting that back in any case, and if that's how they want it, it's fine with us. Had to run by a written notice of intent anyway. Promised to turn in the keys in person Wednesday, Feb. 28. That seems like so long from now, but I know it'll be a blink.

 

About all I got done Thursday night is call utility companies to get services ported. We'll pay for it, but at least we don't have to pony up deposits. Heck, the power and local utilities still have our deposits from when we moved here ! I'll make sure those made the shift later. You'd have been so proud of me, I had the gas company on the landline phone, was filling out the electric company's online request, and had Hubby calling on my cell, all at the same time. Still took me two hours to get it all switched.

 

Since my sewing and doll stuff is stored mostly in boxes, that got moved first. It's embarrassing how much I have. Of the two bedrooms, Dearest Son chose the brightest and biggest - not that I blame him - and the room I'm getting looked so huge ! I mean, all this normally gets shoved into the smallest available space. Well, with the sewing table, cutting table, supply cabinet, bookcases, etc. in there, along with cases of fabric, it's looking downright small. I can barely get anything else in there, but it's because nothing's stored yet. Where it gets embarrassing is that the Barbie Friend Ship and the yard sale Swan Lake castle are still here...along with all the doll clothes and such. Yikes.

 

And I had the nerve to whine (to myself at least) that the big non-profit flea market is this weekend, and there's no way possible for me to go. Sometimes I can use a clout about the head...

 

No photo today...
Mood:  celebratory
Now Playing: computer hummmmmmmmmm..

 

...and probably not gonna be one for the rest of the month. We're moving ! Beloved Hubby found a wonderful house complete with a shop and an office - and there's a third bedroom that's my sewing studio/doll room ! I'm still stunned. Just last week, I was jealous of a board member who posted photos from her doll room, and now I'm gonna have one of my own ! 

 

Of course, with Hubby workin' his hinder off, most of the move mechanics are up to me. Luckily I have great in-laws who've already arranged their day tomorrow to help, and Hubby's brother and uncle may be able to lend a hand Saturday. Also in our favor is the fact that most utilities are open 24-7 these days, so I was able to arrange those services to port this evening. Still have a few calls to make tomorrow, though. 

 

I'm dreading the call to our current realtors. We're hoping to stay overnight at the new place Saturday, and complete the move by the 28th. Which doesn't give us much of a notice. But it's not like we're on a lease, and unlike the previous two tenants, we're not moving in the middle of the night owing two or three months. We still get that one guy's mail, and we've lived here nearly three years.

 

I have the van loaded up with doll and fabric stuff for an early-morning drop while I'm waiting for the gas co. and DM&FIL. Hubby's already taken over a load of tools. Man, this is gonna be a ton of work, but the house is incredible - I'm just glad we were able to pounce on it. Hubby's shop is huge, and we even have a garage and a wonderful completely fenced yard. Dearest Son has selected his room - he got first pick of the two bedrooms that aren't the Master bedroom - and he's so excited.

 

Since most of what's in the van is my stuff, it'll go right into the studio. I'm still stunned about the whole thing. I mean, this morning, I was merrily enjoying a few bucks to have fun with, never imagining what Hubby was up to ! 

 

Well, early to bed means more stuff moved, so I'm heading for my bedding. Hope your day had some fun excitement in it !