The Laughing Wolf

Sometimes It’s The Little Things

And sometimes it’s the large. Unpacking is not fun in my book, and I don’t enjoy it. Thank goodness I left half the stuff down in Huntsville for now, as things are crowded enough as it is.

I do wish, however, that I had not left a couple of things down there. They were not intentional leave-behinds, as I really thought they were packed. Things like the DVD players (one standard, one multi-region). No cable yet, so could really use one of them.

The strangest things not found so far are cleaning supplies. I could have sworn that I had a box with the things like the brushes, some cleaners, and other delights, but that appears to have been a fantasy. Of course, with my luck I will buy new and the next time I am in Huntsville the box will appear. Being cheap Scot, I hate the idea of spending money twice, especially when I would much rather spend it on draft busters, cedar, and other things of need (or want, like books, food, wine, etc.).

On the good news front, I have found a few things for which I had been looking. Some of it are little things, and some are much more important. Again, could have sworn they were in one place when they were in another and I had searched frantically for one item almost the entire time I was in Atlanta. I am just thankful some missing cooking gear showed up.

Ah, cooking gear, there’s the rub. I left behind books and other delights, but brought up just about all the cooking gear. Now the fun is finding a place for all of it. Like most apartment/store-bought-cookie-cutter cabinets, the ones here are not designed with real cooks in mind. Figuring out where everything goes is a pain, but some progress is being made and I hope to actually be able to eat at the old family table again one month soon. I hope that one more canister for holding gear turns up, as it is very much needed. Meantime, the office is going to serve duty as a repository for some of the cooking gear.

Strange how some things do when you move. The drawers here are not standard in width, apparently, as the flatware holder does not fit in them. There are some other size oddities, and the sink does not have a sprayer – the first double sink I’ve seen in 20 or more years that is that way, and this place is much newer than that.

Not sure the dryer liked the trip, though it did a great job of holding some of the wine. It heats sometimes, and then won’t heat others, so think it will have to come out so I can check and see if there is something obvious going on. Other than some walking issues, the washer seems to have taken storage and moving fairly well.

Speaking of odd, I can’t find the glass for the statue stands. This may be just as well, since they are now being used as emergency plant stands to get the aloe and Thanksgiving cactus up well away from any cold drafts, but I do wonder where they got packed. Meantime, I find it delightfully quirky to have a Chiparus on top of the microwave, which is on top of the freezer.

Like I say, mostly little things, but it is keeping me busy. I hope to get the basics cleaned and done here in the next day or too, despite efforts to come down with something. Maybe, just maybe, I can begin hanging some of the art soon too. We will see. Just a minor rant for those bored or crazy enough to be interested in the joys of the move. Thanks for reading!

LW

PS: Forgot to mention the joy at finding all the Brita units and some spare filters. Here in Indiana, the land with rock-that-flows-at-room-temperature-and-is-laughingly-called-water, they are needed. My hope is that by doing a triple filter I will avoid killing my coffee maker and get a better taste. Meantime, the store-bought water supply has been diverted to the coffee maker. I've seen the inside of some of the plumbing, and it is worse than Steve's arteries (go buy his cookbook), not something I want for my own personal Ceridwen's cauldron.