As
my loyal readers know, Kim and I have been very busy. Aside from the bothersome
medical stuff, we have been buying and selling houses – and moving. Since April
1 we have:
·
Sold a home in Saline, Michigan
·
Moved stuff from that house to an apartment in
Novi
·
Thought we sold our home in Gainesville, Florida.
Wrong!
·
Moved all the stuff from that house to three
storage lockers in Michigan
·
Bought land on Torch Lake in northern Michigan,
with plans to build
·
Bought a condo in Traverse city, 35 miles from
Torch Lake
·
Move stuff from the storage lockers to the condo
(this happens today)
·
Again sold our Gainesville house – closing today
·
Pack to move stuff from apartment to a storage
facility near Torch Lake
·
Will move stuff from storage facility to our to
be built house (in a year or so).
You
are probably wondering how we keep all of this organized.
We
keep everything organized by writing things down on little pieces of paper –
the kind you get on those little pads we steal from motel rooms: the lists of
what will be moved to where, the measurements of condo walls so we can place
our furniture, several to-do lists with a few items crossed out, some dates to
put on the calendar when we find it, names and numbers of new doctors and
dentists, contact info for the tree guy, the well digger, the environmentalist
lady in charge of permits, handypersons, decorators, mortgage bankers, title
companies, condo management companies, magazines and utilities companies where
I need to change our address, etc. These little pieces of paper are blended
with floor plans from former houses, magazine photos, and all the financial and
legal stuff related to closings.
Here
are a few actual notes from my desktop:
·
67x78 5’ x 6 ½ ‘
Queen wall – pine
cupboard 4’ wide
·
Laundry Rm Counter 26’ Cabinet 24” Dining room 13x13
·
Empire Blue Woodmere
Annies on 72
·
Desk 47x 24D 30 H
Maine Cottage
This is a bit misleading as I actually know what these mean.
Not sure, however, which dining room is that size . . ..
We
have a large dining room table on which we have cleared some space to eat, and
I have a pile of little pieces of paper quietly composting on my desk, along
with a few bills.
Kim
is an organized person. She does not enjoy the clutter on the dining room table
any more than she enjoys the boxes scattered around the apartment labeled
“STORAGE” or “CONDO.” She has a massive notebook with all the information on
the house we are going to build, and many of the papers have made their way
into the proper folder in that notebook.
In
an effort to be more like Kim, I have a file labeled “Movers,” (related to a
claim we filed for damaged goods moved from Gainesville) another labeled
“Condo,” and one for the apartment we will soon be leaving. I jam the
appropriate papers into these folders from time to time, and I can hardly wait
to throw two of them away. And I have typed onto my computer a five-part to-do
list (apartment, condo, Gainesville, Torch Lake, movers) plus an incomplete
list of contacts in Traverse City. I have found that typing things onto lists
gives me a sense of accomplishment – and it’s something to do while Kim is
packing.
Occasionally
I get to delete something from the to-do list.
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