The move is officially done. I have lost track of the number of trips it has taken, back and forth, and it wasn’t until the car was loaded with the last pile of random crap from the old house that it finally occurred to me that we could have saved ourselves a tremendous amount of time and energy by just renting a truck and doing it all in one shot. Ah well.

Still no DSL at the new place, but I suppose it’s just as well, considering I don’t know when we would have time to be poking around online anyway. I did not get home until nearly 9 pm last night, because after the house was emptied I stayed behind to do some cleaning. Looks like we’ll have someone in to give the house a top to bottom scrubbing later this week, but I knew it couldn’t be left as is in the meantime – not as long as we’re still trying to get the darn thing sold. It’s amazing the amount of dust that can accumulate behind large, heavy furniture pieces over the course of six years. So I vacuumed and I dusted and I wiped down all the bathroom counters and scrubbed out a few toilets and mopped the obvious scuffs and smudges on the floor. And then I dragged out some paint and the only paint brush I could track down (that hadn’t already been packed) and spent about half an hour trudging around the house doing some minor touch up. Not, mind you, that even this means that we are finally done with the place – the real estate agent has suggested we take down the paperback bookshelves in the master bedroom (I’m actually glad about that, because we’ve already been talking about building similar shelves in the sitting room of the new place, and I’ve pondered aloud a number of times that it would be nice if we could just take that shelf with us, so this saves us a lot of time and effort), and noted that we may want to consider painting a few walls where there were some very visible scrapes and smudges from years of being bumped or rubbed by large pieces of furniture.

So…sigh. Tonight we’ll do a few hours of flooring while the electrician is here finishing up the last of the wiring issues he wasn’t able to complete on Saturday, and then we will drive back to the old house, armed with our trusty tool box, and we’ll do our best to take down that built in shelving unit without doing too much damage to the wall behind it. Tomorrow night I’ll make yet another trip back, this time to see if I can get another gallon of paint to match the stuff on the walls, and also to meet the guy who’s going to come haul away the small mountain of trash in the garage, and while he loads up his truck and does his thing, I’ll spread copious newspapers all over the floor and see how far I can get on that painting. At some point one of us will also have to figure out how to reattach the molding and baseboard to the wall once the bookshelf has been removed – still not sure how we’re going to manage that – and I am sure that these are not the only things that are going to crop up on the old house in the next few days, and since I am flying out on Thursday evening and we have what promises to be a fairly long meeting on Wednesday evening, there is going to be very little in the way of sleep in my life for the foreseeable future.