Today we moved the contents of the pod back into our basement. The pod has been a fixture in our driveway since July 16, and I’ll be super glad to get rid of it. Right now, it’s storing miscellaneous things I’m not sure what to do with—things I probably should have gotten rid of before we loaded them into the pod. My painter lent his guy to help us, since I wasn’t of much use to Hubby moving the heavy or large things. We got the sauna put back together, but the outlet receptacle that was newly installed in the new basement sauna room is the wrong one, so I’ll have to wait before using it. However, it still can serve as my sound booth. My next project is to do an audio version of one of my books.
I was pleased we managed to accomplish so much although the garage still looks like a storage pod exploded in it. Chief among the items is a mountain of carpet remnants, some of which will probably go back into the basement and others that I’ll—yikes—probably have to throw out, as much as I hate the thought. Maybe I’ll give Freecycle or Craigslist a try first.
Later in the day we got a wild hair and decided to look for a headboard for the new bed in the basement bedroom (where our biweekly tenant is getting moved to). We didn’t find anything suitable at our favorite furniture store, but they did have a nearly life-size bronze camel out front that Hubby climbed up because he can’t resist a moment to misbehave. Asking him not to use to the nice patio furniture as a step stool only made him want to climb on the camel even more.
Tonight I did another storytelling show; fortunately, this one was online so I didn’t have to memorize it, which was good because I was still writing it about an hour before the curtain went up. I really gotta do something about this procrastination obsession.
Tonight we’re sleeping upstairs in the guest room, which will be the first of many nights until Christmas, when the master bathroom remodel is finished. I’m ready for that bed just about now.