Tuesday, February 25, 2014

The Plumbers Showed Up. O_o

We actually have re-pipe-ing going on.  After years in the previous place of being told "move everything, we're going to re-pipe" time and again and nothing happening, it's finally happening in the new place.  They show up super early before we're anywhere near awake enough to function and manage to get out of the way just in time.  I didn't get a storage bin of water this morning, and being a compulsive hand washer, this no water thing is driving me nuts.  And, TMI, our kitchen which backs the bathroom, smells like EEEEUUUUGGGGHHHH!!! now that they have the pipes out. Supposedly the water will be back on by 5 pm, walls repaired or not, so yeah, we'll survive.  And I guess we're stuck with the smell of fresh paint for another 2 weeks or something because they will naturally have to paint the wall again.  >.<

I'm currently sitting in the bedroom trying to design the back garden for optimum doll photography.  Since it's pretty much doll sized.  Someone had a Japanese garden in there ages ago and you can still see the faux river bed and pile of rocks in the pattern.  Problem is some ass hat dumped motor oil in one spot, so I'll have to either put a potted plant on it, or dig it out and put new soil in.  Being too poor to buy dirt right now, I think potted plant is the option.  I've always wanted to try the larger version of bonsai.  

Sunday, February 23, 2014

We're Finally Settling In

I seriously under estimated how tired I would be after the move.  But I've finally managed today to excavate my sewing 'room' from under the other boxes and bins and jammed it into my sewing 'corner'.  I kept thinking the past few days, I'd be back in my own skin, but it took until today to stop running on stress and finally rest without feeling like I had to get up and do something every five minutes.  Now, I just have to get used to where every thing is, or needs to go. This is a "left handed" apartment, and I really have to switch the hinges on the fridge, it's driving me batty. The bathroom cabinet opens on the left, too.

So, tomorrow I have to take the hubby for a carotid artery sonogram, and then it's back to work, if I can work around the supposed 're-pipe' we just got the notice for.  A whole week of having the under the sink stuff and bathroom stuff hanging out in some corner (and we have very few corners now) while waiting for some mythical plumber to show up and actually do some work.  Been there, done that with this property company. I doubt anyone ever will show up.

To customers whose projects have been delayed by this nightmare, thank you so much for your patience.  I should be shipping orders out this coming week and working my way up the more complicated ones by next week.  

Friday, February 14, 2014

Happy Valentines Day and Tomorrow is Moving Day

We'll be picking up the keys to start moving tomorrow morning bright and early.  Everything looks so awfully messy and I can't begin to think how we'll get all of this into that tiny flat, even with all the sorting and throwing away of hoarded junk and so forth.  I just know I'll have a project down the line a few months from now and think "Oh, damn! That *thing* would have been perfect for this!"  But I've put all the current projects in a big tub to sit right on top of the sewing machine cabinet until the 21st.  My entire sewing room was all in drawers or tubs anyway so yeah...super organized.  Too bad the rest of the place wasn't.  I told the Hubby, I want the new place to look like something from Apartment Therapy.  Their Small Spaces posts are very inspiring. And the small gardens!  OMG THIS is gorgeous! 

I seem to need coffee.  >.>  too early for this.  I have to break down the kitchen today, never a happy task. All that breakable stuff and a step ladder, and mr. helpful cat.

Wish us luck!  ^_^

Monday, February 10, 2014

Time for Another Update on the Health Front

I've been getting emails from friends asking if we're okay, so it's time to post an update.

Apparently when you get stuck with government healthcare, they turn you over to a 'provider' who 'manages things' and when it switches over, it messes up all your appointments and billing and refuses to pay for anything until you sort it all out.  And then SSA can't get at the records, so we have to sign more forms letting them at the medical records again!  So we had go the rounds again and hook everything back up.  Sort of like rebooting a computer and reloading everything after MicroSoft puts out another blasted version of Office. >.>;;   So we spent last week running in circles and I got a lot less sewing done than I wanted to.  GRRRR!

And now, we're down to the line on the 'hand over all your money' part of the new apartment.  "Do you really need five whole days?"  Yes!  it's not like we aren't paying for them!  Anyway, I'm spending mornings getting the last furniture broken down (the corner computer desk from Staples was really put together like rock solid! O_o), getting the man to his appointments (more blood work!  Apparently he has frightening cholesterol for someone who's healthy as a horse and spent all his time doing physical labor, eating healthy food for the most part and yeah....what the heck?) and ruining my back.  The doctor is scaring the crap out of us about the possibility of another stroke soon.  He really doesn't like the hubby's blood work.  And I don't like the new diet.  No rice?  NO RICE?  Not even brown rice!?  It's not like we eat it swimming in butter or something.  And the coffee thing.  What is it with doctors and coffee?  You will pry my coffee cup from my cold dead hand. I also keep forgetting that the wheel chair eats up about 30 minutes more per trip.  People must think we're nuts, with me pushing him and running from the parking lot to appointments.  He doesn't help by making 'vroom' noises and yelling 'faster!'  >.<;;  It's also something I never thought of before, but you have to park in the 'right' handicapped parking spot.  If you have someone who's not able to use half their body normally sitting on the passenger side up front, you have to park where you can get them out on the right side (American). And it doesn't help to have the person in the back seat, because it's difficult to have them slide over and when he's tired (he gets over tired easily still and will for a long time), things just get stuck and don't go well at all.

So, I'm still plugging away at the sewing in stolen bits of time each day, and still hoping very  much to get back to work full time after the move and planning on moving the sewing 'room' first so that it's all set up the day after we move our last light bulb out of the current flat.  Seriously, this place is depressing.  The more I pack up, the more I see the water damage behind the furniture and pictures and so forth and it's really awful without my photos and posters up because it just echos.  Still, no more steps for the hubby to deal with, which means more sleep for ME.  And the new place has a decent little patio, is in good repair visually (though the carpet is still not in yet) is easier to heat and cool, and yes, the most important part, less expensive.  Still, it's a cliff to step off.  But I keep telling myself, 2 more weeks and we'll be settled in and 'normal', and I have to have faith in my sewing business.  This is just one of those things that happen in life, and we'll be adjusted soon, and things will go on and get better.