Friday, 19 March 2010

Goodbye, stuff. See you in Portland!

"We don't need to buy another thing, ever."

I could only nod numbly in agreement with my man Dan last nite as we finished organising five years of stuff for today's shipment (London to Portland)
.

The movers arrived at 8:30 am. After a couple of hours, one politely asked if we could switch from Radio 4 to Magic FM. So today's minor chaos has been accompanied by every Hit Of The '80s you can possibly imagine, plus a few more. Top singalong tunes: Fast Car and Who's That Girl (me), Don't You Want Me (mover dude), I Will Always Love You (other mover dude).

Six hours later, and I'm living out of a suitcase – for the next month or so. Then we get a bit of our stuff back via int'l
air freight and MoveCube (or whatever it's called that's shifting our New Orleans stuff). Give it 2-3 months and the remainder of the stuff arrives.

So surely it's time for the old George Carlin rant on stuff? Enjoy and be glad you're not the one orchestrating a transatlantic move.



"That's the whole meaning of life, isn't it? Trying to find a place for your stuff!"

6 comments:

travelknitter said...

Oh my goodness, I didn't realise you were moving! Such a huge process after five years. My thoughts are with you :)

Noël said...

Hey there,

Thanks for the well-wishin'. It's all good. As you can understand, I'm now thinking, 'oh why didn't I leave just a bit more of my stash to take in my luggage?' Answer: baggage restrictions. One project is going to have to last me a while1 ;o)

Cara said...

You'll be even lighter of stuff after I clean out your spices tomorrow ;-) Cxxx

Fat Chance said...

Bring it back to where you belong- the land of the cheeseburger!

kittee said...

those are some amazing light shades!!!!!!!

i can't wait to see you!

soooooooooon.
xo
kittee

Jay Cosnett said...

Noël, I know I'm late to this particular party, but OMG, George Carlin is fantastic!! (That, of course, is not a newsflash in any way, but I had not see that bit of his.) STUFF!!!

Sadly, that is one thing that really sucks about being a widow(er): 6 months out, I feel like I am literally drowning in her... STUFF!!! And not only her stuff, but her mom's stuff, too! (She passed away around a year ago, after a long battle w/Alzheimer's; she lived with us for 6 years before we couldn't care for her anymore.) The studio is set up in what used to be her living room, so as I type this I am literally looking at her books and other... STUFF!!

Thanks for sharing!