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This is so cool. We have just a few things to bring over tomorrow, and a lot of cleaning, and we're moved.
I love my parents, my parents rock. They and their truck have been/are being a marvelous help.
The house is lovely; I can already navigate it, in the dark, at night, half-asleep, with my glasses off. Mind you, I can't find most of my possessions yet in that state, but the key ones I can. (The rest? Are still packed. I defy anyone to dig through boxes with that little cue as to what's what, I don't intend to try it.)
It's so pretty here. I love the view, if anything, more than when I first saw it. And the way the computer room is set up? Scott and I, at our machines, site back ot back with the window on one side of us. Which is really nice.
So very comfortable here. I'm home. I'm home, I'm home.
Now to unpack it all. I'll try to start tomorrow with the dishes, I need those boxes again - more dishes to come, after all. (The china, which is basically going into storage for now, and a few dirty glasses I didn't haul in the last load.) Not so many, I guess.
I was going to shop in Tualatin on my way home from work, on a regular basis. Or go down Boones Ferry and shop at Albertson's or Nature's (depending on what I needed). Man, these options suck. The stores? Great. Tualatin yields a Fred Meyer's and a Haggen - the Haggen is excellent. Albertson's is good, and Nature's for the occasional specialty item.
However. They involve going down Boones Ferry, or taking the Tualatin exit. At rush hour. Um. These are way popular routes. Boones Ferry leads down to the freeway and is a 25 or 30-mph zone all along the length I'd have to drive. Tualatin? Rapidly-growing bedroom community not too much further outta the city proper than Tigard, near to the 205, and with good shopping. Needless to say, the exit is hell. The backup for it at rush hour damned near climbs the on-ramp from the previous road, seems like. Not literally, but not really that far off either, come to think of it.
Still, I prefer that to the grocery store here in Wilsonville. What a nightmare maze that place is. I wanna meet the person who designed it and lecture them about psyche experiments and ethics committees. ;)
I love my parents, my parents rock. They and their truck have been/are being a marvelous help.
The house is lovely; I can already navigate it, in the dark, at night, half-asleep, with my glasses off. Mind you, I can't find most of my possessions yet in that state, but the key ones I can. (The rest? Are still packed. I defy anyone to dig through boxes with that little cue as to what's what, I don't intend to try it.)
It's so pretty here. I love the view, if anything, more than when I first saw it. And the way the computer room is set up? Scott and I, at our machines, site back ot back with the window on one side of us. Which is really nice.
So very comfortable here. I'm home. I'm home, I'm home.
Now to unpack it all. I'll try to start tomorrow with the dishes, I need those boxes again - more dishes to come, after all. (The china, which is basically going into storage for now, and a few dirty glasses I didn't haul in the last load.) Not so many, I guess.
I was going to shop in Tualatin on my way home from work, on a regular basis. Or go down Boones Ferry and shop at Albertson's or Nature's (depending on what I needed). Man, these options suck. The stores? Great. Tualatin yields a Fred Meyer's and a Haggen - the Haggen is excellent. Albertson's is good, and Nature's for the occasional specialty item.
However. They involve going down Boones Ferry, or taking the Tualatin exit. At rush hour. Um. These are way popular routes. Boones Ferry leads down to the freeway and is a 25 or 30-mph zone all along the length I'd have to drive. Tualatin? Rapidly-growing bedroom community not too much further outta the city proper than Tigard, near to the 205, and with good shopping. Needless to say, the exit is hell. The backup for it at rush hour damned near climbs the on-ramp from the previous road, seems like. Not literally, but not really that far off either, come to think of it.
Still, I prefer that to the grocery store here in Wilsonville. What a nightmare maze that place is. I wanna meet the person who designed it and lecture them about psyche experiments and ethics committees. ;)
