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Why do I have all the fasteners for the furniture I disassembled *except* the bed frame? Now I have all these pieces of bedframe sitting around and nowhere to put them because they weren't going to be taking up space.

I'm so tired of moving. Including places I lived when I was a little girl, this is the 18th place I've lived. I'd really like to just *be* somewhere for a while.

My options with the bed are to go back to the U-Boxes and take out potentially 40 boxes full of stuff and the remaining furniture and go through them looking for those fasteners, or to order them from IKEA as spare parts.

So I'm now going through the Brimnes instructions to make a list of parts to order.

I just blocked someone in a trans group who is arguing against voting for Harris or Trump because they're equally bad. I have no patience for trans people who are complicit in their own oppression, and I certainly don't need to hear what they have to say.

And yes, that's where I'm at because that's where we're *all* at. If you're not voting because they're both just as bad, or "red fascist vs. blue fascist" doesn't make a difference, you are disconnected from reality and causing me direct harm.
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The people who encourage everyone to vote, no matter who for are well-intentioned, but still supporting fascism. I want everyone voting for Kamala Harris to get out and vote. I hope everyone else has their cars break down or they get lost on the way to the polls or something.

My home country may or may not be about to vote a party into power that acts as though I am fundamentally a sexual predator who deserves jail or death, but at least I have a mini freezer set up in the basement now? I just picked one up while out this morning.
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I loaded and unloaded a king bed frame, a two seat sofa, a TV stand, and a bunch of miscellany, so I'm pretty wiped. But after I rest, I'm going to get the bed frame put back together so I'm not sleeping on a mattress on the floor anymore. Once, I was debating whether it was worth bringing the frame down into the basement only to take it back out again once I'm working, but setting it up will help me feel a bit more like I'm settled in to a home.

Putting the rest of the sofa together and attaching it to the chaise, then raising the TV up on the stand will make it so I can sit next to Miriam and write or play games, and will give me an at least sort of comfortable space to invite people over for yuri and snuggles.

I got my plastic rolling drawers full of electronic and stuff too, along with two of my toolboxes: the one full of typical hand tools, and the one full or random fasteners and other things. I ended up not finding that last remaining box with two more monitors in it. All the furniture came out of one U-Box, and I decided I wasn't up to unloading the whole other U-Box looking for that, or our winter coats. The coats were in the very first box I packed ("won't be needing those for a while!") so they are probably all the way in the back and at the bottom.

So as well as not being able to get a cargo van, When I got there, I saw two U-Boxes outside and thought they were ours. One was turned so that the door couldn't open, so Miriam and I went around front to ask someone to move the boxes.

It turned out those were not ours, but they got someone to bring ours out pretty quickly. They brought out two boxes, but one of them was the wrong one. So, last time we were there, we took enough stuff that we repacked our 3 boxes into 2. They brought out 2, but one of them was the box we left empty last time.
So I had some moments of fear about what happened to the other box, but it was still there, and in fact, our record hadn't been updated to show that we were no longer renting that third box.

So hopefully that's all been fixed now!

I would really, really like to find enough income to be in our own space again, unpack all of our stuff, and feel stable. Some day, right?
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As we suspected might happen, Miriam's contract with the university will not be renewed in August. Since she is currently our only source of income, we are deciding what to do next. We could:

*Stay in Regina and find new income, somehow?
*Find new employment for Miriam or myself and move to wherever that is.
*Move in with Miriam's parents until we accomplish the preceding and move to the new job.
Moving in with my mother is not an option, in large part because we would not have health care in the United States.

One seems unlikely. Two is more likely, but I'm not holding my breath (though I'm continuing to apply for jobs). 3 seems to be the most likely outcome for us.

So I'm going to start trying to do some packing up and getting ready to move. I expect that most of the stuff here will go into storage. It will probably stay there until we find a place to live that's more stable than with Miriam's parents. I would dearly love more stability in my life, but many of the jobs I'm applying for are term positions, so when I find something I may *still* not have the kind of stability that would make moving all my stuff across a country seem reasonable, let alone getting the rest of my stuff from my mother's place. I guess this is my life.

So we're trying to figure out a bunch of things. The mortgage on our condo is due for renewal in August as well so we need to figure out a bunch of stuff in relation to that. How much the new payment will be. How long it might take to sell the place here and how much it would be worth. Whether it make sense to try to hire a property management company to manage it as a rental instead of selling. Neither of us planned to be landlords and I honestly feel like the use of simple ownership of property as a source of income is unethical, but just as there is no ethical consumption under capitalism, there is in large part no way to just exist in a capitalist system ethically and we are trying to do our best.

I messaged Montana Girl today and said that, maybe, before I move away, I'd take a trip to see weird tourist stuff between here and Billings and visit her in person once before I go and she liked that idea. But it's possible that, afterward, I said some things about how everyone deserves access to healthcare regardless of immigration status that may have upset her, so I don't know. I've been really enjoying talking with her up until now.

There are, of course, other concerns too.
Continuity of medical care for Miriam is one of the foremost things, since her health and pain and uncertainty have been shaping our lives. She doesn't have a diagnosis yet and is not likely to have one before August. MRIs have been requisitioned by her rheumatologist, but they or may not be done before August. Either way, we'd have to find a new rheumatologist who doesn't suck like the first one did if we moved somewhere new and hope that they would continue on her case.

Also of importance to me is that if I move out of province, I think I'll probably lose my place on the waiting list for bottom surgery and have to start over again somewhere else. Then, I may not be wherever that is long enough to get to the front of the line and I'd have to start over again in a third (and fourth...) place. If that happens, I'm probably going to get my nipples pierced as a consolation prize :3

I dunno if there's much else to say right now. Miriam and I have been through so much in the past few years and we'll get through this and more stress and instability in the future too. I'm just so tired.
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Miriam and I have been in the new/old place for a couple nights now. Overall, it's wonderful. We have a couch we don't hate. We have room that isn't taken up by a bunch of furniture we don't need and that isn't ours. We have nice big windows in the living room we can open up and enjoy the breeze through. It's been a long road getting here, and there's still a lot of stuff to move from the old place, but we're near the end.

Though IKEA had said they would reschedule for Wednesday, I called on Monday to ask what the status was. I was sitting at the apartment when I called. The person on the phone said it would be there in the next hour.

"You said the next day?" I asked.

"No, in the next hour."

"I better get over there to receive it then!"

And I did, so I would have been pretty annoyed if they were a no show as seems to have happened to so many people leaving reviews for them. But they did in fact show up, so that's finally all done.

We spent the first night sleeping here on Tuesday. That makes 337 days, or approximately 11 months, since the fire. I fervently hope this will facilitate a return to some kind of normalcy.

Honestly, though, things don't really feel normal with my dad being dead. Sometimes I don't think about it for a while, but sometimes it hits me pretty hard. The latest such hit was when something reminded me of Christmas and I thought about the first Christmas without him. For the last years, while I was overseas or in Canada, we at least hung out on Zoom on the holiday, and on New Years. I really wish I hadn't been unable to be there in person. I would finally have been this year.

Yesterday I tried to use the oven for the first time. I briefly started it up without realizing the instructions were still in it, and that scared me a lot. But I took them out and tried to get all the remains of the protective plastic off the door because I realized some of it was still wrapped around inside the door frame. I had trouble with that, and Miriam and I looked up what you're supposed to do when starting a new oven. We learned that you're supposed to let it heat up to 500 degrees and sit for a while so it can burn residue and oil used in the manufacturing process. I couldn't get myself to set it that high, but I managed 450.

We had bought a toaster oven recently at a garage sale, so Miriam suggested I make dinner in that instead. I started the toaster oven up, but started having a lot of fear about this unfamiliar device. It being on top of the counter was scaring me in particular, because the fire inspector had said that our faulty oven had gotten so hot it ignited the cabinetry through radiant heat. The irrational fear that this would happen again because of the toaster oven was almost making me panic, so I turned that back off and Miriam comforted me a bit while we waited the half hour for the oven to do its burn in.

On the couch, I started feeling even more fear. This situation was *so* like the one that started the fire. Turning the oven up to a high temperature and leaving it alone. On top of that, a little smoke (which is to be expected) was escaping from the oven vent. I kept intently watching the oven, waiting for something horrible to happen and unable to look away for fear that it would.

I can't remember if it was after the process was done or even before it when I collapsed against Miriam and started sobbing uncontrollably for a while. It was pretty bad as panic attacks go; hyperventilation, crying, stuffed up nose, terror. Miriam let me lean against her and take comfort from her touch and I managed to get under control eventually. Then we ordered delivery.

I'm going to try again tonight. I think it will be ok without having to do the burn-in.
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The IKEA delivery did not arrive yesterday even though their order info says it would. Today, it *still* says it will arrive yesterday. Miriam called the delivery company yesterday for an update and they said it would be delivered today (with no explanation about the delay, but the rep was also really hard to understand), but no word from them yet so we still have no info about when or if that supposedly is happening.

Miriam is chatting with a rep at IKEA now who says that it will have to rescheduled for Wednesday. (They also tried to tell us that "your delivery company" only offers 12 hour windows. Miriam told them that IKEA chose that company - it is *their* company, not *ours*.

I know I'm already low on patience and cope these days, but I am so pissed. We can't move in until that order arrives. It's a good thing we didn't have to be out of our current place this past Friday; someone could very conceivably been in that position and now be screwed.
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I'm online only minimally because I'm using my cell phone for the data. More on that below.

Looking out the front windows of the new place, I noticed the siding of the condo across the way picking up wonderful reds and oranges from the sunset. I stepped outside to look west and saw a really gorgeous sunset across the farm field that's just across the road from us. I may end up taking a bunch of sunset photos in the future. The view is hard to beat: just flat fields and wide open sky for the sun to light up. It may be the best thing that I wasn't expecting about this move.

That said, the unadvertised central air conditioning is pretty awesome too. It totally wasn't on the listing. Surprise! I think the resale price of the condo may have just gone up a few thousand dollars?

It's rained a few times since we've started settling in and I was surprised at how loudly I was hearing drops against some kind of metallic surface. I investigated and found that the sound was traveling down the chimney of the fireplace. I like it.

We cooked a pizza for dinner tonight. The oven smelled kind of weird while it was cooking and was a little smoky when I opened it to look. It turns out that the wire rack above the one I put the pizza on had some kind of...something on it. It melted and dripped all over the pizza and the bottom of the oven too. I have no clue what it is except that it looks kind of pink? I'm going to have to clean that rack thoroughly before cooking anything else. Or just take it out as a stopgap I suppose.

As noted, we have no internet yet. I'd carefully arranged our schedule for installation and setup the day after we took possession at a time we'd be here after driving the truck up and before dropping it off. The tech came and spent some time trying to tone out the line to the exterior interface and gave up. They're going to send someone to pull a new line on the 31st. No extra charge, but we're stuck using data from our phones until then.

Seregil is enjoying his perch in front of the front windows. He sits on a weird 3-level desk that I grabbed from the dumpster and that we've really only used as a cat tree. It's been unexpectedly good for that purpose. The windows are also low enough for Ella to easily get up on her hind legs and look out of. This is great, except that she barks at everyone going by and I don't think these walls are that soundproof. We're getting curtains ASAP.

Speaking of walls that aren't very soundproof, I'm glad we're in an end-unit and our bedroom is on the outside wall.

But we also have upstairs neighbors, who we can hear walking around pretty regularly, so sound may be an issue there. It doesn't bother me, as long as they're not making a lot of noise in the wee hours, but it seems likely that that this building is just wood frame construction, not concrete or anything like that.
Which is why the our floors are squeaky and slightly uneven. But no big deal.

I have set up our bed and my vanity and cheval mirror. Eventually I'll take a picture because it looks nice. It's the only nice-looking room right now, but I'm working on that.

The layout of the living room is weird and our TV stand isn't going to work well in it. In fact, I'm not sure where the TV is going to go long term. We've repurposed the TV stand to hold that enormous microwave that I got for free and fixed: it's set up in the kitchen next to the stove. It looks a little weird, but it'll do for now.

I took another load of stuff here from the old place today. I kind of want to do more, but I'm not motivated enough to get past the soreness. Tomorrow will be fine. I moved *all* the furniture on my own yesterday, plus a carload more and I was so sore and tired for a lot of today. Still am, really.

And those are my random thoughts and observations so far.
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We (technically Miriam) are closing on the condo tomorrow and getting the keys at noon. We're picking up the truck at 4. I picked up a hand truck earlier today too, so that's set. But I'm still anxious and running around and feeling like I should be doing *all the things*.

Oddly, our apartment landlords want to inspect the place between noon and 4. They already did an inspection at the beginning of the month, and including tomorrow we have 6 more days to get our stuff out and clean. I keep feeling anxious because the place *isn't* clean or organized right now and I'm worried they'll do something negative about that.

But there's not really anything negative for them to do? And we still have plenty of time to do all the moving, so I'm trying to just chill. It makes a lot more sense to wash floors and clean appliances and everything after all the stuff is gone, and I don't want to add work for myself by doing it now too! So I'm trying to just relax and kind of ignore the whole thing. We may or may not be home when they inspect, depending on their timing, but whatever.

Two of Miriam's coworkers have offered to come help move, but I remain concerned about Covid. They've been on the university campus where most people are not masking, and I'm leaning toward declining the help unless I get to a point where I just don't think I can do it.

Tonight, I'm hoping to load a bunch of stuff like clothes in the car for the trip up there tomorrow to get a start on things. Maybe in the morning I'll put my computer and audio stuff in there too. Oh, right: I need to unload the 250-ish CDs out of the changer before I move it. I better do that!
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If I'm remembering right, this condo will be the 14th address I've been at in my life. That's if you count where I lived as a very small child, and the month Miriam and I spent with her parents after Europe before moving to Regina. And if you count the two times I lived at the same address in Kenosha.

DeKalb, Illinois, USA
Mundelein, Illinois, USA
Kenosha, Wisconsin, USA
Warren, Michigan, USA
Back to Kenosha
Rogers Park in Chicago, Illinois USA
Back to Kenosha
Syracuse, New York, USA
Evanston, Illinois, USA
Amstelveen, the Netherlands
Amsterdam, the Netherlands
Hamilton, Ontario, Canada (with Miriam's parents for just a month)
Regina, Saskatchewan, Canada
And now, moving within Regina.
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It finally looks like buying the condo is a done deal. We close on the 26th, and I'm preparing for the move.

I'm going to rent a truck, borrow a hand truck from a local person on the trans Discord, and do the moving myself.

Miriam is concerned about my ability to manage this on my own, and to be honest I've been a little concerned too and have done some thinking about it. But I also feel like it's safer to do it myself and keep minimizing Covid exposure. And save money too. I can't think of anything we have that won't come apart into bite-sized pieces to wheel out with a hand truck. It just might take a while.

I'm definitely going to buy the mover some pizza.

We have two options for internet: Access and Sasktel. Sasktel has a fiber-to-the-home option that has *vastly* better upload speeds, but though their site says it will be in our area in 2022 it's not available at our address yet. The condo board minutes actually mention contacting Sasktel to ask about the status, but it's not yet an option.

To get decent pricing, we need to buy in to a 2-year contract, and speeds for equivalently priced 2 year contracts are vastly better with Access, until fiber becomes an option. It would be nice to sign up with Sasktel and just wait for fiber on the assumption they'll let us change services under contract, but they offer 50 down and 10 up for $70/month, whereas Access offers 175 down and 10 up for $60.

The fiber-to-the-home option is 150 down and 75 up for $65/month. But again, that's not an option. So we're going to go with the option from Access and just live with the low upload speed for 2 years. It probably won't make much of a difference for our purposes anyway.
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After two trips to the hardware store and substituting a small bolt for a non-standard set screw that disappeared during our move, Danae's desk is set up! Mine should arrive on the fifth.

It's been hard to work on school or immigration stuff while sitting on the floor with sore knees. For now I'm sitting and working at hers because she has a laptop and can manage with less space.

Desk Set Up in Regina

Moved In

Sep. 1st, 2021 09:47 pm
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So much to catch up on here. For now, though, we are finally moved into our new apartment in Regina, Saskatchewan. I just got my computer set up on the floor in the smaller bedroom and having internet helps make it feel like home. Music helps a lot too.

They Might Be Giants just keep getting better at writing happy, poppy songs about things like mental illness and upcoming apocalypses.

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Yesterday, Seregil escaped the apartment for about an hour while we were away getting pre-flight Covid tests. We came back to find him gone and we just about had breakdowns on the spot once we realized. But thanks to neighbors (Danae knocked door to door) we were able to locate him again. In all honesty, I don't know how I would have managed the upcoming 10 hours of plane flights and three days of hotel-stay quarantine if I thought Seregil was lost in Amsterdam somewhere. I'm glad I don't have to find out. I would have been a complete wreck.

So Danae and I are leaving our apartment for the Amsterdam airport at 3 AM, in about 3 and a half hours.
The craziness with Seregil yesterday is a good reminder that, as long as the three of us are healthy and together, the rest will be manageable.

For the moment, I'm having a last cheese treat before leaving the Netherlands. Danae doesn't like blue cheese so it's *all mine*!

Roquefort Cheese
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I just got my second vaccination, to my great happiness and relief.

To be exempt from quarantine requirements in Canada, I must have received my second vaccine dose no less than 14 days prior to arrival. This is literally the last day that I could have gotten the shot to be eligible for exemption. We didn't actually plan this; the scheduling just turned out that way.
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I'm trying to figure out the best way to ship 6 to 8 boxes of stuff to Regina before we get there. I thought maybe we could find a storage facility that will let us send packages to them directly for storage for a fee. From other discussions online, it seems that some places do that and some don't. I contacted one of the facilities in Regina, but the others all require a phone call so I'll have to think about whether I want to bother.

Post office boxes are too small and seem to require in-person application anyway. We could ship it to Danae's parents and then ship it again from there, but the cost adds up quickly.
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Off the top of my head, I'm not quite sure how long I've been in Amstelween now, but I am at last in a state where I can start keeping days straight!

It's about five-thirty in the morning here. I just got my first shower since before leaving the US. My options for water temperature seemed to range from 'alarmingly hot' to 'lava', but it felt wonderful regardless, once I acclimated. Shaving was a really good thing as well.

I don't have a computer monitor here, but the TV has an HDMI port (I was tickled to see that the TV also has SCART connectors; I've never seen one of those in the wild before!), so I'm set up in the corner of the room on the floor in front of the TV stand. Seregil is curled up in a ball to my right and has been his typical cuddly self since getting out of the pet carrier he was in for twelve hours or so. He was having some tummy issues after not peeing or pooping that whole time, but my innards haven't been terribly happy either. Things have mostly settled down now. We have a large (maybe 12 feet wide) window overlooking the street a floor below that Seregil just adores, and it's good to see him happy.

We are living directly upstairs from an electronics shop that makes me dearly wish I had my gear here. They sell components and tools, as well as the power cable and HDMI cable I went over and bought today to make the PC work. Looking at the shelves behind the counter, I saw that they also do repair on AV gear. I want to be friends! As have all of the handful of people I've interacted with here, the salesman (maybe owner; it's a small place) spoke English. Like a dork, when he asked how long a cable I wanted I said "Six feet?"

"I don't know feet," he said. Oops! I said that I'm so embarrassed that my country still uses imperial and that three meters would do.

The trees along the block my building is on do not look at all familiar to me. I will post a pictures some time when it's light out. I walked to Albert Hein, one of the nearby grocery stores, for some supplies for us while Danae was working. Folks were wearing coats and scarves, but I made the walk in a t-shirt; it's pretty pleasant weather to me. The grocery store is different enough that it will take some experience with it to feel comfortable. I'll probably write about that too.

I don't have a bank account or in-country debit card yet, but Danae gave me some euros in cash and I have my Transferwise card that I can put a balance in euros on. I also used that card to buy some hot chocolate at a vending machine in the Copenhagen airport. I wasn't sure if I could use it to pay in kroner, but it worked fine. (I'd thought the whole EU except England was on the euro, but obviously that is not the case.)

I did some cleaning and organizing this past day. I have emptied three of the six large pieces of luggage I traveled with and made inroads on the others. I've started washing all my clothes too, since I'm not really sure what's clean and what isn't after packing everything in a hurry. We have an in-unit machine that's a combination washer/dryer. I like the ease of use, but running both cycles takes quite a while and it's not very large, so getting through everything is going to take a while.

After reading up on how to deal with refuse in Amstelween (https://www.amstelveen.nl/at-home-in-amstelveen/publicatie/waste_waste-collection) I took some of our trash and recycling out. The collection area is right across the street from our apartment, and I was lucky enough to see a collection happen today. Refuse is dumped in above-ground receptacles that empty into underground bins. A sensor detects when the bin is full and a truck comes to empty it. The truck has a crane that picks up the entire bin (they look to be a few feet square by maybe eight feet tall) and lifts it out of the ground, dumping it into the truck through a flap at the bottom. So cool!

Best for last, it's just wonderful to be with Danae again. It will be a while before I get past all the mental distress of the past month or so, but a couple days spent with my partner here without having to worry about cleaning out a condo or packing all my things away is really the best start at it. Here I am with her, looking rather bedraggled but happy I think...

Me, looking rather bedraggled I think, with my partner Danae after arriving in Amstelween.

Hopefully I'll be around here more again as I settle in and I can keep my future self, as well as my readers, apprised of how it's going.
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Erik was going to pick me up after work yesterday to load up cars and bring things to Kenosha. He was working later than he expected, so I took the train to meet him at my place. It turned out purple line service was suspended because of a shooting, so he offered to pick me up at Howard. The last thing I texted him before my phone ran out of power was that I'd be at Howard and Paulina. He didn't realize I meant at the intersection, and I hadn't received his last text saying he was parked just west of there.

Both of us followed the old maxim of staying in one place if someone else is looking for you. We finally connected after 30 or 45 minutes and decided it was too late to take stuff to Kenosha and we should just have dinner and snuggle under blankets. I can live with that!

I sent the marriage license to the Netherlands ($36) and put a load of laundry in the wash. And made dinner for myself; that's necessary, and tasty, but still an accomplishment. I might go to bed after the laundry's out. I'm tired.
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I've given my official notice and started telling people around the office: my last day at work is Friday the 20th. I'll have the week of Christmas and into the new year to visit with folks, and then I'm flying to Amsterdam. Hopefully the first week of January, but maybe the second if there's a big price difference. New Years may make things more expensive for a bit?

Danae has not sold her condo yet, but we have a couple months' worth of the HOA dues and mortgage set aside during which I can find some kind of job. And once it sells, we'll assess whether I can do school again. I think I want an MLIS.

People here are asking me how I feel. Mostly, it's anxious. I'm scared of doing things like actually booking a flight for fear I'll get it wrong somehow. But I will get through this.
stormdog: (Tawas dog)
I had a short day at work and got home around noon! I napped for a bit, then took a trip to Goodwill to drop off a file cabinet and other stuff. Inside, there was a rather nice frameless-style HP monitor missing its 19 volt power supply. If I wasn't moving, I'd have bought it and tracked down a replacement but it doesn't make much sense to right now.

My parents are going to take the books, so I have to figure out how to move all of them. I have more stuff to store there too, so I'm loading my car up on Friday before visiting them on Saturday.

My marriage license copies with apostilles finally arrived; fancy!
stormdog: (Tawas dog)
I finished packing one box and packed a second one to ship to NL this evening. The service I'm going to use, Sendmybag.com, charges $95 for boxes up to 33lbs and $145 for boxes up to 66lbs. The first box is mostly clothes with a few other bits and pieces like power adapters and camera gear tossed in. The second box is board games. All of the games we're planning to ship fit in with room to spare, but that made the box weigh nearly 40 lbs. I ended up taking Heart of Crown back out (it's surprisingly heavy for its size) along with a couple other things. Then I used some of my skirts and tops to wrap the games up in and returned them to the box. That used up most of the room. In the remainder, I put my ski jacket and a handful of cloth shopping bags. All together, after taping and sealing, it weighs 32.5lbs according to my bathroom scale. I hope it's accurate!

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