It's an understatement that moving is hard. It's almost insurmountable. I'm posting some of these experiences so I have a record that I can look back on in the future. Like around Christmas when everything is over and all in place.
But, one thing I've leaned is that I just cannot stand the scented trash bags. What on earth made trash bag companies believe this is a helpful addition? The smells of the various scents make me almost dizzy. I have them now because since the virus hit, people bought trash bags like toilet paper and most chose the unscented. Now about all you see on the shelves are the scented ones.
So, yesterday we spent most of the day in Collinsville because the flooring guys (part 2) came to begin the process of sanding the main floor hardwood floors. That work is a science in itself and the two men who are doing the work are very congenial and work none-stop. By the end of the day, most of the floors had been sanded. Today they will start the touch-up (I think) which will take awhile but maybe even begin the clear coat.
In the midst of all this our new oven and microwave were delivered. I was surprised that it took longer to set in the microwave than the stove. The stove went in really quickly while hefting the old microwave out and hefting the new one in was more of an effort.
Today I'm left with walking around the sem house looking at all the darn small things I have no idea what to do with.
Lesson? Don't keep stuff you don't use. Don't keep buying things you think are cute or special in some way if you don't really need them.
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