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To: Rambi who wrote (38915)9/29/1999 5:09:00 PM
From: Ilaine  Read Replies (4) | Respond to of 71178
 
Hi Penni, and all, just checking in briefly. Still don't quite have everything moved from the old house, ran out of bubblewrap, and energy, last night. Today spent most of the day waiting for the cable guy, who connected the cable but the cable modem doesn't work. Still no phone at home. And Rover's radio doesn't work because I had a tune-up by a non-dealer service person and they couldn't punch in the code to make the radio work and I don't have the code and I couldn't call for the code because I don't have a phone. So I've been without internet, TV, radio, telephone or newspaper for several days. Actually did have newspaper but not time to read it. We've been working night and day, packing, and hauling. We did seven trips in a 15-ft rental truck.

We have far more stuff than I had any idea. The crawl space in the old house ran the length and width of the main level, a living room, dining room and kitchen, it is as big as those three rooms put together, and was pretty much full of stuff jam-packed to about waist high. And every room and every closet and the shed and the patio were also crammed with stuff. And we have moved all but about three boxes worth of plates and glassware, some lamps, and some odds and ends.

Chris will do that tonight while I am at Ben's Back to School Night, which will take 2 1/2 hours, oh joy.

And tomorrow I will go back and give it a thorough cleaning, but we can't mow because it has been raining.

At least we got most of the stuff moved before it started raining. Moving in the rain is a special treat.

And the washer and drier aren't connected yet, but Chris will do that tonight, too, if I buy a new drier vent hose. Pretty much every pair of sweatshorts and every tee shirt I own is damp with sweat and crusted with salt from my sweat.

The boys both helped quite a bit, they were resistant at first, and never actually enthusiastic, but they got better about it every day. Seeing Chris and I working hard probably gave them a good example.

We've moved three cats, but last night I asked Chris to put Eleanor outside because she wouldn't quite yowling, and this morning she was gone. I suspect for good, as I left the front and back doors open all day, and went around calling for her, but there was no sign. Fuzzy and Oliver haven't left the new house yet and Henry is still at the old house, we may catch him today.

All in all, it's been quite a thing. I seem to be cured of the rheumatoid arthritis, I quite taking the Arava two weeks ago because I had a bad rash all over, and was afraid it was the Arava, and now I have no arthritis pain but I still have the rash. It might be hives, or simply contact dermatitis, I have sensitive skin. So I was able to do very strenuous stuff without much difficulty, except simple exhaustion. I have been getting stronger every day.

Gotta go buy a drier vent house. See you.



To: Rambi who wrote (38915)9/30/1999 12:49:00 PM
From: Thomas C. White  Read Replies (2) | Respond to of 71178
 
Yes, and in the meantime, I must say that I cut quite a fashionable figure on the nuclear waste trawler's poop deck (if you'll pardon the expression). Herewith a little snapshot of yours more or less truly disposing of one hundred and twenty pounds of some remarkably fissile weapons-grade plutonium sludge. Rolllll out the Barrel...

lakeland.com

And another, in a lovely azure Chemrel HVC number I admit that I was partial to, taking routine geiger counter readings in the middle of that blinding arctic snowstorm:

chemron.mcmail.com