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The End Is In Sight

I've now packed so much that I was able to start the final apartment clean. I have to say that I'll be glad to go back to using a gas stove in Chicago, because the electric burner pans on my current stove are really foul. Three of them are soaking right now. But it's nice to go around, open up cupboards and see nothing. Even the fridge is almost empty. Three of my friends are going out with me for dinner tonight, and then I'll just scrounge for the next couple of days. I've bought my bus ticket to Chicago, and planned Moving Day in great detail, including the specific café where I will have lunch. I haven't yet decided what to have for lunch there, though. I'm leaving room in my life for spontaneity.

By the way, if you are reading this, I would like to make an Official Announcement. UPS fails at life. They'd better deliver my DSL doohickies to the café by seven this evening, or I will be mightily displeased. This is now either Day Eight or Day Four of the UPS Affair, depending on how you count it, and that's just not acceptable for a company that promises to deliver anywhere in the country in under two days. UPS is Not Good People. Except for Jason and Pat at the pickup center in the next town over. They're Good People, but they are just two against the grand weight of corporate failure that is UPS in general.

And yesterday, as I was heading out to the synagogue to return a CD I'd borrowed from the cantor, I picked up a newspaper and discovered yet another reason that I'm glad to be moving to Chicago on Monday. Apparently, about a week and a half after I leave, they'll be shutting the Market down early to make room for -- I am so not making this up -- a Nazi rally.

Chicago, here I come!


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Aug. 11th, 2006 08:34 pm (UTC)
Bon voyage!

You're ahead of time and will be twiddling your thumbs seeking something to do until you go.

I'm glad you're leaving a bit of spontaneity in your life. Even if is is only the contents of your plate! And UPS doesn't want to mightily displease you. Not when you've got everything else organised. Or they'll find that a displeased FP is a dangerous FP.

A Nazi rally. Sigh. There is such a thing as too much freedom. I hope the dummies don't really understand what they're rallying over. But there will be a fair chunk of morons.

By the way - Julia Stonor ... How can her mother be half-Spanish when her ancestors boast names like Throckmorton and Southwell and Stourton? Mind you, she sounds ... like a typical example of her kind! Not, I'm afraid, quite interesting enough to make me want to read about bespoke suits. And hand-made shoes. And house-parties in the Shires.

Anyway ... good luck with the move.
Aug. 11th, 2006 09:45 pm (UTC)
A displeased FP may just file a Better Business Bureau report on UPS if that package is not at the café by seven. They've got, by my count, two hours and fifteen minutes.

If I'm ahead of time in packing, then I have some movies from the library to keep me occupied. And a new story to work on, so that's all good. And, of course, scrubbing down the apartment. That'll keep me busy for a while.

A hint about Julia Stonor: When Mama calls herself the "half-Spanish aristo bastard," she means that literally. It seems to have been pretty much an open secret.
Aug. 12th, 2006 06:09 am (UTC)
Oh, right. Mamma had done the heir and spare and was doing the 'please herself' side of aristocratic marriage. When they displayed what my grandmother (who worked in service) called 'morals like monkeys'.

Story - that's much better use of time than scrubbing. If you ask me!
Aug. 12th, 2006 12:39 pm (UTC)
"Morals like monkeys" would be a great way to describe Mama Jeanne's shenanigans, except that it'd be an insult to the monkeys.
Aug. 11th, 2006 10:10 pm (UTC)
I'm so impressed that you're essentially packed. I'd be throwing stuff in boxes as the movers were taking out the furniture.

Good luck in Chicago. I visited Meckinock last year and I really liked Chicago. The Midwestern people were great and the countryside was lovely. I loved Iowa, even in the dead of winter. I know it's not new to you, but I got a fresh view and truly enjoyed it. Call the ranger up and make her take you out to the wonderful little Italian restaurant she took me to. I had my first flavored martini. Yeah, I lead a shelter life down here in the Southern Realm.

I'm a little floored by the Nazi Rally. A few years ago, someone went through our neighborhood and left KKK literature. I was so appalled, I called the number on the literature. I intended to point out the error of their ways, but alas, no one answered the phone. There was an article in the newspaper about it and someone (police, maybe?) had come to the conclusion it was intended as a joke by someone lacking a sense of reality and humor. Not funny. I mean really, my neighborhood is an old downtown historic neighborhood and lacking in the sort of people interested in being ignorant rednecks. Bad target audience. Some people aren't just from another planet, there's a universe of black holes in their heads. Oh well, just wave goodbye and travel on.

Have fun in your new digs.
Aug. 11th, 2006 10:48 pm (UTC)
I'm going to be vacuuming frantically as the movers take out the furniture, so it all evens out in the end. I think also that I probably have less stuff to pack than you would. Seeing as how you live in an actual house and all. And I use my clothes for packing material, so that goes twice as fast.

While I was back in New England, Mom Pony and I had a wicked idea regarding alcohol. We considered the fact that gin is pretty much just vodka with juniper berries in, and then we considered the current vogue for fancy flavored vodka. We wondered if we could convince Grey Goose or Stoli or Absolut to market a brand-new juniper-flavored vodka for exorbitant prices and see how many people noticed.

The Nazi rally, I think, comes from Grad School Town being the sort of place where the ACLU reigns supreme. They may not agree with what you say, but they will, in fact, defend to the death your right to say it. The ACLU, of course, being the agency that fought for the Nazis' right to march through the streets of Skokie.

If you ever come back to Chicago, you now have two people you could visit. . .
Aug. 12th, 2006 12:12 am (UTC)
*displays ignorance in hope of enlightenment*

Why are gas stoves cleaner? (If, indeed, that's actually what you meant.)

I won't say have fun but have a good, safe move.
Aug. 12th, 2006 04:35 am (UTC)
It's mainly that I find gas stoves easier to keep clean than electric stoves. Rather than lifting the burner coils and trying to scrub out the pans, you just remove the little frame and clean around the gas burner as you would clean the top of the range.
Aug. 12th, 2006 07:30 am (UTC)
I am so impressed FP. You are my hero. Already packed? Already? Three days ahead? Now now now. If there is something like reincarnation, i want to reincarnate in a mover that get's to see such miracle!

Hope you settle down nicely. Term is about to start for you all, isn't it?
Aug. 12th, 2006 12:42 pm (UTC)
The reason I'm packed now is because I have to clean the apartment before I leave, so today and tomorrow will be devoted to doing that. At a nice, leisurely pace, of course. And I haven't got absolutely everything packed -- the computer, for instance, is still up and running so that I can hang out with you guys.

Term doesn't actually start till the 25th of September. The University of Chicago runs on the quarter system, not the semester system. It'll start late, but I'll be in school through June.
Aug. 12th, 2006 06:27 pm (UTC)
What happened with UPS in the end? Did the doohickies arrive?

I can't get over how organised you are. I'm hopeless with organisation. This is all so exciting! I can't wait to hear how Chicago goes. And just think how much fun it'll be making your new apartment feel like home.

I'm so with you on the stoves - gas is way better. For one thing, it's so much easier to control the heat than with electric.
Aug. 12th, 2006 06:35 pm (UTC)
The doohickies did indeed arrive. There will be no need for torches and pitchforks. . . this time.

I'm glad you think I'm organized. I don't really feel organized right now, but that may be because I'm doing the cleaning part of things. I'm scrubbing things down that have needed it for a very long time. Usually, I use an environmentally friendly cleanser, but for the Final Deep Clean. . . well, different times call for different measures. Sometimes it's "More Brushing, Fewer Chemicals," and sometimes it's "Better Living Through Chemistry."

Chicago will be a blast. If only because unpacking is so much easier than packing.
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