I have chafing from my underwear and sweating. Oy! It sucks! I can’t wear a pair of women’s underwear now until it heals. This means that I have to wear Bran’s Y-front gotch. I wore his underwear when I was pregnant with Boy. It was so much more comfortable. I’m thinking that for the next while, until the chafing heals, I’ll get some men’s Y-fronts for myself to wear. Women’s underwear have those elastics around the legs and that’s what’s created “issues” (pronounced iss-youz ala me) today. Either way, I’ll be walking funny for a while.
We have most of the kitchen stuff over at the new place. The fish tank, fish and tank sand are also over there, though the fish are in a Rubbermaid rough-tote with the plants and an aerator to keep air flowing. We have new brooms (Bran has a superstition that, in order for a home to be successful in a new house, the old brooms must be disposed of and new brooms purchased), a lovely new dustmop, and a few other things. Oh, the electronics, you know, tv, stereo and such, are also gone over.
The inside of the refrigerator is clean and Bran has just finished vacuuming the back of it. The oven is very nearly clean, I had to do a second spray on the tougher stuff. I’ll finish with it tomorrow. Then I put the casseroles and other baking things into laundry baskets (they’ve been right handy, they have) and they can be hauled over by car. That’s probably what will happen with my office stuff as well. Then we’re going to do a spray/vacuum of the carpets and that’ll mean they’re done. Then it’s washing the kitchen floor, spot washing the walls and cleaning the bathroom, making sure the stairs to the basement are vacuumed and sweeping the basement. The last thing to be done is to clean up the back yard and dig up my perennials. I even know where they’re going to be put…I think.
Oh, in the afternoon a man is going to come and look at our appliances to see if they’ll buy them for resale. They’re in good shape so I hope they go. I’d rather not move them if we don’t have to.
I hate depression. It’s really made getting motivated for this move difficult. I could’ve had my office totally packed away and ready to go at the beginning of the month. But no, I diddled time away and now we’re at the crunch and so much is left to be done. I hate moves like this. One thing’s for sure. I’m never doing things like this ever again.