But first, watched the 49ers playing at Wembley, which sounds like something a time lord would say. Timey-Wembley. They whupped a truly awful team. Lots of 49ers jerseys in the stands, but also lots from all the NFL teams. At least one cheesehead. While the game was on I opened the patio door for the cats. Domino went out there and curled up on her chair, Kaan played gatekeeper and parked himself just inside the opening, looking out. Domino had some trouble getting up onto the chair, so I moved some stuff back a ways on the shorter table between the chairs. She figured that out quickly.
Changed both of the litterboxes, put those on the dolly, added the stack of flattened cardboard boxes accumulated for a month, and added the kitchen garbage bag. Wheeled all that out to the dumpster and was greeted with a challenge - apparently half the tenants moved yesterday, because it was filled to about 2 feet above the top, mostly with things which were supposed to go to the dump. Lots of furniture. A set of child-size table & chairs - well used. I managed to get my stuff on the pile but it was a lot of exercise. Back inside it took about 10 minutes to recover.
Watched the first two scores of the Raiders game, and hit "record". Kicked Domino off the patio, closed the door, drove to U-haul and bought a bundle of small (books, cds, etc) boxes and a bundle of medium (LPs, 78s, old family matted and framed photos).
Home, watched the Tivo of the Raider's game. They tried real hard to snatch defeat from the jaws of victory, but were saved by the opposite team's kicker having a bad day.
The plan was to do some packing tonight, but I forgot about Sunday Night Football. And the load of laundry I did this morning which was in the dryer. And then there was this piece of logic:
I could watch the game while packing up the family photos and records which are on the rack of shelves near the recliner, but those are the bottom two shelves, and simple pre-rocket scientist physics says if I unloaded those first, the stuff on the top shelves would tip the rack over. The stuff on the top shelves is mostly not going to move with me - except for a set of framed Thai temple rubbings - it is all poster size photos which had been hung at various con art shows, but are now destined for the dumpster, as soon as the bin has room for them. Meanwhile there is no place to park them. So I am at a standstill until the garbage truck makes its rounds.
The small boxes are here in the computer room with me, and I can start boxing up my CD/DVD collection. Logistics for that are easy, since they are in alphabetical order top to bottom, and as each of the three racks is emptied, it can be turned 90° and the boxes can stack in their place. Pretty much the same story with the book cases, except I think a few of the items are oversized and need a medium or large box.
Left to do today is enter my insulin log into the PC, after adjusting it to the reality that my blood sugar reading is before dinner but my shooting up is after.
I have new upstairs neighbors, apparently. They play their music and video games loud enough for me to hear. And they run up and down the stairs very aggressively. Not bad enough to complain to them, just enough to know they are not the same old neighbors.
Plans for tomorrow:
Email the mfg rep - is there a floor plan available for the new place?
Monday Night Football