Moved!
We’re tired (and grateful for all of the moving help!), but happy, safely ensconced in our new digs in St. Paul. Well, maybe not that safely, as the steps seem to have it in for us. I nearly fell down the stairs twice and Peggy, once. I blame my inability to master basic three dimensional locomotion on the fact that the staircase at The D (the house in which I lived for over five years in Houghton) turned the corner at the top of the stairs with three steps, but the new house turns the corner with only two. My legs are not yet convinced that it’s possible to only go down two stairs while turning 90 degrees counter clockwise and so unless I pay quite a bit of attention to what they’re doing they wind up landing on the wrong steps in the wrong places, usually pitching me forward towards the nearest large pane of glass. Also, the staircase here has two corners not just one, so there is twice the opportunity for maiming myself by hurling myself face first through the nearest window.
Other than that things are good. As you can see, we have a working DSL connection, despite having arrogantly pitching the setup instructions out the window, on the assumption that I know better than Qwest does at how to hook up a Qwest branded DSL modem to a Qwest phone line. That assumption may or may not be true, but one thing is for certain: I refuse to stick the setup CD in my disk drive without knowing exactly what it does. (Peggy’s computer still has flashing Comcast logos all over it because she blindly followed the setup instructions for her cable modem 2 years ago.)
Work continues on the garden. Previous tenants had no skill or inclination to work with plants, hence, we had a serious mess on our hands. With some helpful advice from my mom yesterday and about 3 hours of work, Peggy and I transformed the front garden from “borderline disaster” to “Hey, it looks like someone actually lives in this house!”
Also, I’d like to note that we live on a busy street. Busier than it looked at first when we went to visit the house before we started renting it. So, on average, 2 to 5 bass-pumping stereo systems drive by our house every hour. (Sometimes it’s the same loser crusing past, back and forth, back and forth.) But I had to laugh last night… someone went past blasting Tina Turner at full volume. “WHAT’S LOVE GOT TO DO, GOT TO DO WITH IT? WHAT’S LOVE, BUT A SECOND HAND EMOTION?”
On the other hand, a near continual parade of bass-pumping car stereo systems is better than sharing one wall, a ceiling and a floor with three.
More updates as more interesting things happen.
August 2nd, 2005 at 6:33 pm
What? No pictures yet?
August 3rd, 2005 at 11:30 am
Actually, the stupid Comcast logos were so annoying (and ugly, especially their evil red and black replacement throbber) that I deleted their image files as soon as I could find them. That got rid of most of it, but there was still the “provided by Comcast” line in the window title–I just now found out how to get rid of that by delving into the registry.
August 3rd, 2005 at 11:53 am
Well, I have pictures but I don’t have my main computer hooked up yet. I’m typing this on the slow-as-dirt-with-barely-enough-memory-to-run-the-operating-system laptop.