{"id":55,"date":"2005-08-16T09:26:53","date_gmt":"2005-08-16T00:26:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/2005-08-16\/55"},"modified":"2005-08-16T09:26:53","modified_gmt":"2005-08-16T00:26:53","slug":"the-move","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/2005-08-16\/55","title":{"rendered":"The Move"},"content":{"rendered":"\n
<\/a> Anthony's handywork afterwaking up at\n4:30am<\/small><\/div>\n\n

So, the movers came on Sunday morning to pack things up. Someone\ndelivered a bunch<\/span> of boxes and such at 8am, and two ladies showed up at\naround 10am to do the packing. They left big things (furniture, etc)\nuntouched, but packed away all the dishes, books, toys, and other crap\n(err, “fine things”) we have.<\/p>\n\n

I spent my time tidying up, and putting felt pads on the bottom of all\nthe furniture. The new place<\/span> has wood flooring, which, I'm worried,\nscratches easily. (The old place had a kind<\/span> of padded roll flooring, on top\nof which we'd put an extra layer of padding, so had no worries about\nscratching).<\/p>\n\n

After a while, Fumie decided that I was<\/span> more in the way than being\nproductive, so I went<\/span> out to look for a phone<\/span> line switcher.<\/p>\n\n

We have two phone lines: a normal domestic one, and, thanks to Vonage<\/a>, an American one.<\/p>\n\n

Like the apartment we're vacating, the condo is wired for two phone\nlines, but as two single-line lines. (In America, it'd be one dual-line\nline). So, each room has two phone jacks. Our phones\/fax are all\nsingle-line, so I need<\/span> a little<\/span> switch box to let us choose which line\n(Japan\/US) to use.<\/p>\n\n

I picked up my friend Shimada-san, and we went to perhaps 5 different\nelectronics stores looking for what I thought<\/span> would be a common<\/span> product.\nThere were plenty of multiplexing switches (“connect multiple devices\nto the one phone line”), but nothing that did the reverse\n(“connect one device to multiple phone lines”). I could<\/span> potentially use the multiplexing switch in reverse, but would run the risk\nof connecting the two phone lines together when the switch was in the\n“both devices” position. I have a<\/span> feeling that plugging one\nline into another is a big<\/span> no-no, so I ended<\/span> up not taking the risk. (The\nnext day, Shimada-san found an\nappropriate device<\/a> online, but the thing was huge -- almost as big as a\nphone<\/span> itself! I finally<\/span> checked Radio Shack and found something\nappropriate<\/a>, so ordered a few.<\/span>)<\/p>\n\n

Back to Sunday, while at a late lunch with Shimada-san, I got a<\/span> message\nfrom Fumie that they were almost done packing. When I got<\/span> home around 5pm,\nthey had just left. There were piles of boxes everywhere. After Anthony was\nin bed, I treated<\/span> myself to a beer<\/span> and the last two episodes of Desperate\nHousewives, which I'd downloaded earlier. What an interesting show.<\/p>\n\n\n\n\n

Monday arrived too early, as Mondays tend to. Anthony (and thus, I) got\nup at 7am. An hour or<\/span> so later, two guys showed up to start deinstalling\nour four air conditioners (to be re-installed later in the day, two at our\nplace and two at Mom and Dad's condo). At 8:30am, four movers showed up in\ntwo big trucks. After prepping the hallway and doorways by covering them\nwith a protective<\/span> lining (protects against bumps), they started hauling\nboxes. They were very efficient, both in how they planned the overall move,\nand in how they moved individual things. It's always<\/span> nice to see a pro<\/span> do\nwell what you could have done less-well yourself.<\/p>\n\n

As they cleared things out, I followed<\/span> with a vacuum<\/span> cleaner. Despite\nall the vacuuming I'd done recently, there were many families of dust\nbunnies everywhere. Toward the end, I also started<\/span> pulling up the cork-lined\nsquares<\/a> that had covered the floor for the last year, to appease the\npeople below us who had complained about noise from Anthony's running. The squares<\/span> were getting quite ratty and I was<\/span> happy to do away with them. Lots\nof vacuuming later, the floor was clean again.<\/p>\n\n

By noon-thirty, the trucks were being closed up and the apartment was\nempty except for some cleaning supplies we left for later (we have the\nlease until the end of the month). The movers<\/span> went off to lunch, and Fumie\nand I planned<\/span> to do the same, but got caught up with little things before\nleaving. By the time<\/span> we drove the whole third of a mile<\/span> to the condo, we\nwere exhausted, but had only a few<\/span> minutes to eat something at Mom's house\nbefore they started the prep to move things in.<\/p>\n\n

Big things (furniture, etc.) came first, followed by a lot<\/span> of boxes. At the beginning<\/span>, when the flow of boxes was slow, I was pretty<\/span> good about\nkeeping up with the flow, unpacking boxes and putting things where they\ngenerally belonged. After a while,<\/span> though, the “misc stuff”\nboxes starting coming. It'll take me weeks to get through them.<\/p>\n\n

At 3pm, two ladies from the moving company came to help with the\nunpacking. They were very helpful, especially with the clothes and\nkitchen.<\/p>\n\n

At 5pm I picked up Anthony from daycare, and brought him by the old\nplace to see his reaction to the emptiness. He walked<\/span> into the living room\nsaying “ooh ooh ooh”, and pointing at the floor, saying\n“it empty”.  Indeed.<\/p>\n\n

By 7:30pm the moving and unpacking was done, and all air conditioners\ninstalled. (What a long<\/span> work day for the movers!). Although I hadn't<\/span> done\nmuch more than direct them, I was exhausted<\/span>, particularly my feet. I prepared<\/span> the bath (which involves pressing the “bath” button)\nand gave Anthony and myself a bath.<\/span> Then I put<\/span> him down while Fumie had her\nbath.<\/p>\n\n

We had some take-out delivered, which we ate with Mom and, to celebrate,\na glass<\/span> of wine. Since we'd had the unpacking help, we didn't have stacks\nand stacks of boxes everywhere, so already it felt very much like a home.<\/span>\nExhausted, I went to<\/span> bed at 10pm.<\/p>\n\n

I woke up at 5amish and noticed that it was already light outside. I started<\/span> to worry about what would happen when Anthony woke up. He was sleeping<\/span> in his own room (normally, he and I slept<\/span> in the same room), so I\nworried<\/span> that he'd wake up in a strange<\/span> place without me there, and get\nfreaked out. Or, that he'd go out of the room and get into everything,\nfinding something dangerous we had neglected to put high enough.<\/p>\n\n

Unable to sleep, a bit before 6am I went<\/span> to go check on things, and\nfound that indeed he was up. He'd opened<\/span> the curtains in the living room,\nturned on the radio (classical), turned on the air conditioner, and pulled\nevery toy and book off the shelf (see pic at top of post), as well as gone\nthrough all the boxes in my office and Fumie's office, looking for (and\nfinding) more toys. When I looked<\/span> in, he was playing quietly with some\ncars. He must have<\/span> been up since 4:30 or 5:00, at least.<\/p>\n\n

I wanted to sleep more, but once he saw me, I couldn't<\/span> get away, so I\nwas<\/span> up for the day. When I wanted<\/span> to get some food, I had to<\/span> figure out\nwhere everything was. Other than things in the fridge, I had little<\/span> idea\nwhere things were. In the end<\/span>, I never<\/span> did find Anthony's special toddler\nspoon. But it was<\/span> very nice to be here. By 6am the<\/span> sun was high enough to\nget over the mountains and buildings to the east, filling the living room\nwith light. Normally, it would have been nice, I suppose,<\/span> but to my mind it\nwas much too early for that much sun (or for me to be up).<\/p>

Still, it\nwas very nice to be home.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

So, the movers came on Sunday morning to pack things up. Someone delivered a bunch of boxes and such at 8am, and two ladies showed up at around 10am to do the packing. They left big things (furniture, etc) untouched, but packed away all the dishes, books, toys, and other crap (err, \"fine things\") we have.<\/p>

I spent my time tidying up, and putting felt pads on the bottom of all the furniture. The new place has wood flooring, which, I'm worried, scratches easily. (The old place had a kind of padded roll flooring, on top of which we'd put [...]","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/55"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=55"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/55\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=55"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=55"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/regex.info\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=55"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}