Relative Something

It is done. All of the issues that were identified by our buyer’s inspection of the EP house have now been addressed. We are ready to go. Well, only in respect to those details. There is still the issue of preparing the entirety of our possessions to be picked up by a moving company and transported to Wisconsin.

Yesterday, while I was stuck working at the day-job, Cyndie took on the massive effort to move all the things that had been stashed into the crawl space in the basement, out onto the floor of the finished section. She needed to make room for the worker installing a radon gas mitigation system. I hope the ugly contraption will give the new owners peace of mind.

There are boxes and furniture and 25 years of stuff filling the rest of the basement. All the things we stashed out of sight to stage the house for showing. I no longer need to live in the mode of “leave no trace” in my own home. Now I need to pull out every last thing and weigh the question of whether it is worth paying to move it in order to have with us at the farm.

The distance between the two locations is long enough that we won’t be making a variety of miscellaneous trips back and forth, where we could haul odds and ends on our own. We will be paying a moving company to carry most everything and load it into their truck for the single trip to the farm. Then we need to know where we want each piece to go, because they will carry it off again. My degenerating disks leave me limited in carrying capacity.

We will be taking the large flat-screen television and our computer equipment ourselves, and probably storing them with friends or family, until the time is available to move them to the new house. Maybe I should consider the probability I will be off-line for a spell in October.

For each item that gets addressed, two more pop up.

I welcome them all. Our destination makes the effort well worth it.