The Move - Part I

Between July 31 and August 1, my entire household was loaded in two of these containers...



I had packed all of my belongings in advance (in grocery store and liquor store cardboard boxes) and the Seattle house looked like a warehouse for a while:




Then the movers loaded everything into the containers (or 'relocubes' as ABF calls them) and it all magically fit like in a Tetris game:



In Fort Collins, the reverse happened, and suddenly my new apartment was packed full of boxes to empty. I have spent the last four days digging through the wilderness and I am close (but only close) to being done. I will take pics of my place once it's set up, but for now here are some pics of it in its pre-me state:



I have invested in several rugs made of bamboo and other natural fibers to cover up the ever so sad carpet (pics to come). And, oh, when I arrived at the apartment, I asked the landlady if the walls could be painted, and she agreed to do that. So, I spent my second night at Jim and Margaret's, a couple my parents' age, who are related to a former professor of mine back in Italy. Not only did they pick me up from the airport when I arrived, but they also took me to the grocery store to stock up on household necessities, took me out to dinner and a bluegrass concert and, in the morning, Jim made sourdough waffles (which I certainly shouldn't have eaten), but I did anyway:



And here is my place being painted...




...and here is my 'camping' station as I was waiting for the painters to be done and the movers to show up (Jim lent me the folding chair). Good times...