move frenzy ahhh!

September 21, 2018

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Desk Chair Alles

Wow, I have been a bad blogger. I have not posted in forever. Ahhh!

Sorry about that.

I should update you on the upcoming :::September 2018 Classes:::

Hit that link. Doy.


In other news, I destroyed the desk chair again. This is the result of working too many hours in a chair just basically destroying it by sitting in it. The chair had reached this tragic point where once again it was coming apart — coming apart hard enough it ripped the back seam out of my favorite sweat pants. Something had to be done. First, so that I did not accidentally wear favorite sweat pants with the back seam out onto the balcony and flash my underoos at my neighbors, I had to fix the sweat pants.

So, I hauled the sewing machine out and fixed the sweat pants.


Dear Neighbors: You’re welcome.


Second because the sewing machine was out (ahh!) and I’m getting ready to hit the road again and put everything in storage and I can’t think of a more depressing scenario than pulling a beloved desk chair that still needs to be reupholstered out in a brand new place (okay I can actually imagine more depressing things but stick with me I’m going for still needs to be repaired not feng shui STILL NEEDS TO BE REPAIRED in a new place desk chair drama here quit it). That is pretty daunting going into a new place. You have not just hauled your whole life into a new place. You have also hauled uncompleted (big if we’re talking fix the desk chair) tasks into the new place. As in, great, new start, here are all the things you didn’t finish that are old stuff and not a new start.

I didn’t want to do that. I figured I better fix the chair.

I have to reupholster the chair because the manufacturers discontinued the chair model and won’t sell me parts (like a new seat of such) for it. And because I love the chair too much to give it up. Hence, damaged chair? It’s up to me. Ahhh!


[Reupholstering the desk chair is pretty daunting, but I love this chair like a shark loves blood, I refuse to give it up.]


So I bit the bullet and did it. I now have three weeks to sit in and love my beautiful desk chair again in pristine desk chair condition before it goes into storage when I hit the road again, and also, when it comes out of storage, (assuming movers do not destroy it), it will be my perfect pristine beautiful desk chair again wherever I land.

Yay!

 

 


*By the way, the chair project is always :::pretty daunting:::

office!

June 6, 2015

Things done today:

Reviewed 8 student assignments.

Reviewed 1 writing sample.

Read 3 feature scripts.

Set up office. Yay yay yay!

office!

Yeah yeah yeah I know it is ridiculous it took THAT LONG to set up the office, but I have been really busy and also there was that getting injured thing that made standing on ladders and moving anything heavy a really bad idea for a long long while.

Look! Ooh! Ahh! Pretty!

Feng Shui!

 

storage_records

 

I have boxes of documents. I mean, boxes. And more boxes. And more boxes. I have been paying storage or making storage everywhere I go, for years, to accommodate these boxes.

 

The documents are important. Contracts, quotes, tax records, clips — they are important.  But —

 

I keep carrying these damn boxes of records around and I.  Just. Don’t. Want. All. These. Boxes.

 


A friend of mind, a lawyer, spent a year using all his spare time to scan documents. I know why he did it. He was clearing the boxes.

 

I think, Oh sure, that’s a good idea, but can I really face scanning —

 

ALL. THESE. DOCUMENTS?

 


[Oh fuck no.]

 


Then I remind myself I am just one small enterprise and he had an entire legal practice he was scanning, maybe I shouldn’t be such a baby.

 

Then I remind myself, one big hard drive mix up and they’d all go poof – or, you know, one EMP?

 


[Wait, an EMP might take the IRS out too though, making tax docs an unnecessary thing of the past ooh la la.  Oops.  Sorry, IRS, I am just not your biggest fan.]
 

 

extraneous stuff ahhh!

December 17, 2014

 

extraneous_stuff

One reason I have too much stuff is, I move. A LOT. We’re talking lost track around interstate move number 10 here.

Each new place has things from the last place that work. But also, things that do not.

And —

Each new place has… new needs.

This is how I find myself sitting here just having purchased a new piece of furniture AND a new rug while at the same time crying into my Cheerios wondering how I am going to get rid of —

Oh Jesus wept!

More extraneous stuff! Ahhh!

 

Yez, the irony of the statement “serenity” “battles” is not lost on me. Work with me here….

We have living room and we have kitchen, yay!

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Also, a Christmas tree, yay!

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There was bathroom — okay the bathroom was the first clear room in the place — but the great closet rail collapse of 2014 took that out because for the moment… all the shoes are living in the bathroom. Oops.

The office is still in pretty exciting disarray.  That is not going to be fixable till nice men bring the new desk legs.  [Um, yez, I said new desk legs.]

The bedroom is almost all put together except for a missing piece of furniture currently living in the office till, um, new desk legs.  Also, quite a few clothes are hiding out in the bedroom right now.  [Closet rail catastrophe refugees.]

But so far, so good.  Kitchen!  Living Room!  Christmas Tree!  Yay!

When I get places put together people look at them and say, Max, that looks very simple I do not know what you have been carrying on about that looks easy.

Ahem.

Let me remind you, sports fans, how this started out:

moving_hell_bw

Doesn’t look so easy now, does it?

Come on closet rail and desk legs!  Yay!

 

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ahhhhhhh!

December 1, 2014

 

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from the file "moving convo's with friends

it is probably just me

November 19, 2014

 

moving boxes

It’s probably just me. But I keep staring at this package of packing materials that showed today.

And thinking —

Shouldn’t a company that sells packing and shipping materials be better at packing and shipping materials?

I’m totally afraid of it.

 

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