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Friday night, Captain and I packed up the last of the stuff from the old house and dragged it all back to the new house where it will stay boxed up until I decide the kitchen cabinets are safe enough to be used.
And by safe I mean clean.
And by clean I meancat locks child locks installed, scrubbed to within an inch of their little creepy wooden unlives with a vinegar and water solution, dried out with some Damp-Rid, and then deodorized until I can't smell a hint of anything gross. I can not depend on Captain to smell anything because he doesn't do it right.
In the meantime, I've got a small three drawered plastic thing hidden in the coat closet, with our etched glass wedding wine glasses carefully wrapped up and stored inside. Since I managed to break the glass pitcher I received as a wedding gift and had never used because I didn't want to risk breaking it, the wine glasses are pretty much two of the last six wedding mementos I've got left. There's also an etched silver goblet, my wedding dress (HA.), a framed photo and my wedding album. Everything else is broken or stolen at this point.
We took Saturday off from doing anything around either house and went to Bed, Bath & Beyond to look for sheets because I finally found a new comforter I did not hate but Voldy-Mart did not have any King size fitted sheets in any of the four different colors that would have worked. We also discovered that King sized sheets are not cheap. BUT, I have a new set now, and they've been through the washer/dryer and I shall be putting them on the bed just as soon as I can convince Roswell that she wants to get up off the bed.
We went over to visit some people we'd met at the local game store a few times Saturday evening. They'd helped us with the move the weekend before so we offered to take them out to dinner. We also played Settlers of Catan (the husband had never played it before) and James Bond Scene-It (which I won, surprisingly enough). I'm hoping to be able to invite them over here for some awesome Harry Potter Scene-It action soon, but not until the kitchen is no longer stinky.
Yesterday was spent cleaning the old house. That place is cleaner now than it was when we moved in. I even took the vent off the furnace intake and scrubbed that down with a tooth brush. We discovered the outline of the sofa on one of the living room walls and I spent some time trying to scrub it off and was getting very frustrated about it before I realized it wasn't the outline of our sofa. Ours is a sectional. This sofa was about loveseat sized and shorter than our behemoth. THEN I remembered that the outline had been there when we moved in, and that's why we put our sofa against that wall in the first place. After that, I really didn't care about the stain and left it there.
Finally, last night, we went to see The Woman in Black starring Harry Potter with more sideburns and less glasses. It was... a movie. Captain liked it. I didn't hate it. SPOILER ALERT: It was essentially a wandless Harry Potter running around a haunted house alone for three quarters of a movie. I will say this, Daniel Radcliff can play a mopey moist-eyed character who looks like he's always on the verge of weeping or having a nervous breakdown very convincingly. There was also some guy who looked a bit like a bull dog. I think my biggest issue, and the reason I didn't love it outright, is that I just expected more from a Hammer film.
Hammer films have always held a certain strange (and slightly deranged) place in my heart, ever since I was a wee little girl, watching my first Christopher Lee as Dracula in a technicolor blood fest movie. You know, like all little girls do. I guess, now that I think about it, I can see a touch of the old school Hammer films in the Woman, but I just expected more, I think. There were scares, and not a lot of gore (just a little blood once really), so that was nice.
Okay, now that I'm thinking about it again, I don't dislike it as much as I thought I did.
Anyway, after that, we ate dinner at Chili's and then came home and finally moved all the boxes out of the living room so we could put the furniture where I want it. That leaves one more room to set up and about a jillion boxes and garbage bags to unpack.
Slowly making progress.
And by safe I mean clean.
And by clean I mean
In the meantime, I've got a small three drawered plastic thing hidden in the coat closet, with our etched glass wedding wine glasses carefully wrapped up and stored inside. Since I managed to break the glass pitcher I received as a wedding gift and had never used because I didn't want to risk breaking it, the wine glasses are pretty much two of the last six wedding mementos I've got left. There's also an etched silver goblet, my wedding dress (HA.), a framed photo and my wedding album. Everything else is broken or stolen at this point.
We took Saturday off from doing anything around either house and went to Bed, Bath & Beyond to look for sheets because I finally found a new comforter I did not hate but Voldy-Mart did not have any King size fitted sheets in any of the four different colors that would have worked. We also discovered that King sized sheets are not cheap. BUT, I have a new set now, and they've been through the washer/dryer and I shall be putting them on the bed just as soon as I can convince Roswell that she wants to get up off the bed.
We went over to visit some people we'd met at the local game store a few times Saturday evening. They'd helped us with the move the weekend before so we offered to take them out to dinner. We also played Settlers of Catan (the husband had never played it before) and James Bond Scene-It (which I won, surprisingly enough). I'm hoping to be able to invite them over here for some awesome Harry Potter Scene-It action soon, but not until the kitchen is no longer stinky.
Yesterday was spent cleaning the old house. That place is cleaner now than it was when we moved in. I even took the vent off the furnace intake and scrubbed that down with a tooth brush. We discovered the outline of the sofa on one of the living room walls and I spent some time trying to scrub it off and was getting very frustrated about it before I realized it wasn't the outline of our sofa. Ours is a sectional. This sofa was about loveseat sized and shorter than our behemoth. THEN I remembered that the outline had been there when we moved in, and that's why we put our sofa against that wall in the first place. After that, I really didn't care about the stain and left it there.
Finally, last night, we went to see The Woman in Black starring Harry Potter with more sideburns and less glasses. It was... a movie. Captain liked it. I didn't hate it. SPOILER ALERT: It was essentially a wandless Harry Potter running around a haunted house alone for three quarters of a movie. I will say this, Daniel Radcliff can play a mopey moist-eyed character who looks like he's always on the verge of weeping or having a nervous breakdown very convincingly. There was also some guy who looked a bit like a bull dog. I think my biggest issue, and the reason I didn't love it outright, is that I just expected more from a Hammer film.
Hammer films have always held a certain strange (and slightly deranged) place in my heart, ever since I was a wee little girl, watching my first Christopher Lee as Dracula in a technicolor blood fest movie. You know, like all little girls do. I guess, now that I think about it, I can see a touch of the old school Hammer films in the Woman, but I just expected more, I think. There were scares, and not a lot of gore (just a little blood once really), so that was nice.
Okay, now that I'm thinking about it again, I don't dislike it as much as I thought I did.
Anyway, after that, we ate dinner at Chili's and then came home and finally moved all the boxes out of the living room so we could put the furniture where I want it. That leaves one more room to set up and about a jillion boxes and garbage bags to unpack.
Slowly making progress.
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