The moving process continues despite aches,  pains and lack of motivation.  I remember when I  could get every thing I owned into my 1974 Honda Civic.  What happened to me?

Today is my Sao Mai's birthday.  With her is where I want to be.  But instead I'll be painting the ceiling.  This just seems wrong to me.  Sao Mai is 9 years old today.  If you look at the slide show on the right side of this screen, watch for the beach scene and click on it.  Sao Mai is the pretty little girl in the green swim suit.

Ok, I'm done whining.  So yesterday the lid (overhead for you sailor types) in my living room was re-textured and I applied a couple gallons of primer.  Ran out of energy and motivation about an hour before the paint ran out. So this morning I need to dash to the paint store for another gallon of primer and 3 gallons of color.  "Color" is painter talk for the finish paint.  It is sort of a cream color and looks very nice with the colors we have in the room.  I want to stick with those colors because I really like them.

Yesterday I managed to move the last of the storage cabinets from the house to the garage.  This one was trickier than the others had been because the route was small.  The normal process entails strapping the cabinet to the hand truck, tipping it over for balance and then dragging it where you want it to go.  This one had to be moved standing straight up.  This means there is no mechanical advantage to ease the amount of effort required.  Tipping it over doubles the turning radius making the maneuver near impossible.  I managed to make the move without breaking anything or scratching any walls.

Once I got it out of the house and was ready to move it into the garage, I realized I had to unpack some of Vergil's stuff to make a way in for the cabinet.   Arrgh, there's nothing like wasted effort...  No whining, it's just that I just finished stacking Vergil's stuff a few days ago and now (due to my superior organization skill) I need to move it again.  Anyway, now it's in place and filling up with stuff we can't bear to part with.

It was afternoon and I was hot sweaty and thirsty.   So I treated myself the one other beers in the fridge.  It was Dos Equis Amber.  Ummmm Good!  It (and the 4 that followed) were my little attitude adjustment for the day.

Monday we stopped by the Toyota service center on the Westside of Olympia.  I was having trouble getting one of the middle seats out of the van.  We need them out for the trip as this will be a cargo run. Anyway, the service guy had it out in about 2 minutes.

So with all the middle seats removed from the van, I plastic wrapped them and stored them on top of the cabinets in the garage.  I also packed up all my LP vinyl records, cassette tapes, VHS tapes and DVDs.  They make a couple of very heavy boxes.  I also filled a box with books.  I'm afraid there will be a lot of boxes.  Hope I don't run out of room.  


So now I must run my naked body thru the rain locker, dress in expendable clothes and head to the paint store.  If we can knock out the painting this AM, I want to drive up and kiss my grand daughter happy birthday.  This is Sao Mai on the left and Grace (her cousin) on the right.