A Load of Boxes
On Friday afternoon, I was able to get away after lunch and escape from the Bay Area with only three or four stretches of walking-pace traffic. I was headed, not for Fernley, but for Yuba City. That's because I wanted to collect some of the boxes out of my storage locker there and move them home. I won't be able to move them all a van-load at a time because many things in that locker are too big for the van; however, I'm going to attempt to start cleaning out more boxes until maybe it's to the point where we can finish closing it out with a rental truck some weekend.
( Boring Moving Details )
The lighter-weight boxes went up to my office upstairs. The heavier ones (books, mostly) are going to have to go into the garage until we figure out exactly where they go. I don't want to fill my office with books just yet until we can extricate a sofa that is near the back of the storage locker and determine whether nearly twenty years in storage has left it in a fit state to still use, in which case it can go into the office.
( Boring Moving Details )
The lighter-weight boxes went up to my office upstairs. The heavier ones (books, mostly) are going to have to go into the garage until we figure out exactly where they go. I don't want to fill my office with books just yet until we can extricate a sofa that is near the back of the storage locker and determine whether nearly twenty years in storage has left it in a fit state to still use, in which case it can go into the office.