Shh… don't tell anyone I'm poor. They all think I'm living frugal and green just like everyone these days. This is a blog about a senior citizen living a frugal life, on a fixed income, in a low income food desert, and passing along knowledge from lessons learned. Some she learned from her Grandma Mama many years ago and some learned only a few days ago.
I got all moved. Yikes, I sure have a lot of stuff!
Day one – the painters finish up all the painting and I scrub clean the floors, kitchen, and bathroom.
Day two – my gas stove is unhooked and moved to the new house and hooked up. The stove, washer, and dryer that are already there were given to someone who really needed them. I kept the refrigerator. I do like my tiny fridge but the freezer on this fridge is nice too. I’ll put the tiny fridge on freecycle.
Day three – The quilting machine is moved. I was amazed at how efficient the Gammill guy was. He had an enclosed pick up truck which I swore wasn’t long enough to move that big machine. To my surprise the back opened and the truck bed grew. He had a special made bed that came out to just the right length for the machine. Every piece of my machine had a special holder with custom made quilted covers. If you ever need a Gammill machine moved Gary of Touch of Thread in Ohio is your guy! Well worth the cost. Dang, I couldn’t find the camera to take a picture of that expanding truck.
Day four – The movers came and moved almost everything. They had to take it in the front door past the quilting machine which I was able to move out of the way. Except the washer and dryer that had to go through the back door. I had the guys put all the boxes in one room so I could unpack one at a time. Plans don’t always work.
That night I slept on my bed in my new house. I couldn’t find the linen so I threw a quilt over the bed and fell fast asleep. Sometime in the wee hours of the morning I woke up to hear someone screaming inside my house. Heart racing, I jumped up quite confused. I know I’m supposed to be alone. Then just who the heck is in here screaming and why? No, it wasn’t me. I wasn’t having a nightmare. A few seconds later I hear it again. That’s when I realize it was a train with screeching wheels going by. The train track is about 100 feet from my bedroom window. The only thing between me and the screeching is those pieces of paper on either side of the air conditioner. I’m sure glad the air conditioner is bolted in place. I plan to get central air before next summer.
Day five – I went back to the old house for two pickup loads of things not moved by the movers. I ran out of boxes and they only move what is furniture or packed in boxes. My helper disappeared so I did this all by myself. It was very hot and humid.
Day six – I simply had to prepare a way to bathe and sleep better which meant finding bed linen and towels. Some boxes were marked with the contents but many were not. I marked but my helper didn’t. This meant lots of moving the boxes around looking for the right ones. I unpacked a few as I moved things around.
Day seven – The phone and internet was supposed to be hooked up. Waited all day. No one showed up. I called them using a friend’s phone and was told the installation man called me but no one answered. UH DUH! So explain this to me…… just how is he going to call a phone that he is supposed to be hooking up? Gee whiz you’d think they would at least have some common sense. The next available appointment is next week.
Day eight – I needed a way to eat. I can’t keep eating fast food. My sugar count is rising. I go looking for the boxes with the cooking utensils and pans. Now why was I not surprised the box I needed was way in the back at the bottom? Thank goodness I have plenty of canned food to get me by for awhile. I made a pot of hamburger stew to last several days. Put some in the freezer for later.
Day nine – A dental appointment for more dentistry. Thank goodness no more being stuck with needles. Next appointment will be for making a mold for the dentures. Dentist says I should have my new teeth by late August.
Day ten – I unpack boxes of stuff and made a run to the hardware store to buy a doorbell. There wasn’t one and I really do need a doorbell. I bought a remote kind that doesn’t need to be wired and it also tells me when the mail person has left me mail. I love the Westminster chime.
Days eleven and twelve – I’m too exhausted to do much of anything but sleep and walk my furry kid. He still remembers what out means even after several years without going outside. I no longer have to worry about roaming mean pit bull dogs. Its so peaceful here.
Day thirteen – go to the bank to set up an automatic payment to the mortgage company. Bank tells me “we don’t do automatic payments.” Huh? She repeats and tells me the mortgage company does that. So I go back home to tell the accounting man at the mortgage company what the bank told me.
Day fourteen – More unpacking and a run to the hardware for new dryer vent and new parts to put my intake table back together. That is a project that may take a whole day. I also chauffeur SIL for a doctor appointment and to the grocery.
Day fifteen – I’m feeling a bit overwhelmed and sad. Did I make a mistake moving? I love the new house and neighborhood but the idea of being in debt again scares me. What if I don’t get quilt customers again? I must trust I made a good decision and look forward to the good things I can do here. A garden, hanging laundry outside on nice days, walking the furry kid, sitting in my back yard, no loud thump thump cars, no gun shots, no racing motorcycles, no disrespectful kids, just nice peace and quiet.
Day sixteen – the phone and internet is finally hooked up. Just in time for the holiday weekend. I have the new uverse internet which is nice. I wish I had a nice lap top but that isn’t in the budget. For now I have to put up with all the wires. Eventually I’ll need a good desk too.
There is still some things to be done before I’m ready to start quilting again. An electrician is scheduled to come after the holiday. I need new overhead lights installed above the quilting machine and new electrical outlets in order to plug up the machine. The room doesn’t have three prong grounded outlets or any overhead lighting. The outlet for the dryer is an old style and needs changing too. I don’t plan to use it much in warm weather but will be nice to have when I do need it.
Now comes the dreaded chore of finishing the unpacking and weeding out the stuff I don’t need anymore. What doesn’t fit will be donated. I’m still trying to figure out where all the canning will eventually be stored. For now its in the hall way. I think its going to be a very busy weekend for me.
By the way, Spanky is walking. He’s been doing it for a couple of weeks. He turned nine months on the 21st. With five big brothers and sisters urging him to walk he had the confidence to try. I believe he’ll be running in a few days. He wants to keep up with everyone else.