Tuesday, June 2, 2009

I survived

the weekend. The tale of de-cluttering was left where we started to move furniture around, but couldn't even move much because of P.'s stuff here. On Monday I had a breakdown... Probably because I was so high with all that was going on or who knows, but I was sitting here in the middle of the living room on top of some boxes and cried that this is never going to end, that all my summer will go with this, how could I let this happen, etc...My poor son didn't really understand. But then I got myself together, did an other day of translation...but then I really managed to get myself worked up enough to do something about it.
First I contacted the ex colleague I knew had a Ford Transit-it turned out the file cabinet didn't fit.
Second I contacted the mother of a classmate of Chris, I knew her hubby drives a truck.- They would have loved to help me, two weeks from now.
NOT good, once I set my mind to something I want it now...
An other friend sent me three phone numbers.
I just didn't like the voice that answered the first one.
The second one was asking an extra-orbitant amount.
The third one sounded great, professional, asked a normal amount, but they could only come at 5.30 Saturday... well I am so not an early riser, but for this.....Friday I was up until 2 AM preparing the stuff to take away. Went to sleep and got up at 4.15 to start taking everything out to haste the process. Te guys were there at 5.20, they took everything I prepared (never even made a face because there was a lot more boxes than I originally planned. Unfortunately because it was too early I couldn't get in the basement so (the other) his bike and the satellite dish stayed...
Kim was right about the secret and the visualization... Just after she mentioned it, I got the email with the phone number of the movers and everything went great... It DOES work, so I would have to do more of this...
We arrived to PJ at 6.40, found the perfect parking space, and started to take up the things. You just should have seen the look in his face when he looked in the car and saw how many things I packed up for him (heheheheeeeeeeeee... )... Chris was sleeping at his fathers, so I took him, we had a breakfast at McD, went shopping to the market for fruit, then went home to continue. I moved the sofa and the two small shelves... Sunday I started to take down all the books on the shelves (which were also to be moved), dust and clean up everything as I went along.
Only stopped while I took Chris to the movies. i promised him long ago, if he brings home the sufficient amount of red hearts (it is how they evaluate their days in school I will take him, besides it was international Children's day, but there was rain so an outside program wouldn't be feasible. We saw the 3D version of Fly me to the moon, which was great fun, I enjoyed it tremendously. (Much more than Happy feet, or Horton).
After that I continued the thing at home until 1 AM. Monday I was up at 7AM, my father and his wife came around 10 and we moved all the furniture around... Things are crazy now, because everything in boxes, now and in heaps, all I started to put Chris stuff in the cabinets/shelves we've put in his room. Every furniture in its place now, we even put together a kind of corner table for me from two old office(meeting) table(desk). I still have no idea how am I going to fit so many things into so much less space...
In the meanwhile they brought LOTS of cherries, and the wife put them into bottles and I made up a syrup (after 11 PM). I have no idea where will I put those either...
Now I would really need two or so days off, but there is so much work in the bank. Finishing the workshops there are tons of documents to translate which I am absolutely happy about.

2 comments:

Isis said...

You sound tired but very happy ! That's good ! I could never do what you do, my energy is not so stable, I have entire days that are absolute dips unfortunately (yay for premenopause)... so I can only admire you and cheer you on !

peony said...

Oh, my energie has it's ups and downs... To tell you the truth I am absolutely sick of all the packing and dust and boxes. I would love to go away and come back to a miracoulusly reorganized place...