Today I said goodbye to my first new car purchase. My 1997 Honda Accord (nicknamed "ZiPPy" for the three letters on the license plate) was driven away by a nice couple who purchased it off of Craigslist. It was a sad moment for me - perhaps even sadder than when I walked out of our Green House.
I had to sign the title with my maiden name. I almost botched up the signature since it's been so long since I had last done that. To make matters even worse, on the Bill of Sale that I had prepared for the transaction, I had noted the wrong Vehicle Identification Number (VIN). It was completely wrong. Like a 1987 Toyota Camry wrong. Good thing the buyer was more attentive to these "details" than I was.
So, now we are a one car family. We'll see how long we can manage with one car (our mini-van nicknamed "Blackhawk") in LA.
Well, so long ZiPPy. You were a great car.
Saturday, June 30, 2007
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Bye-bye Green House!
Well, this is our much beloved Green House (without the trash lined up on the sidewalk!) to which we've said our good-byes. The movers came yesterday and loaded up 128 items (furniture and boxes) totaling over 3,700 pounds.
Air Boss and I walked hand-in-hand with 'Shroom and Lolli and we said good-bye to every room in our house. The kids didn't seem overly sad but they knew that they would no longer be living here. Air Boss and I had our separate moments of nostalgia as we were frantically cleaning the house after the movers.
As Air Boss took bag after bag of trash to the curbside, he felt sadness wash over him. As I was vacuuming the playroom, I thought back to all the memories I had sitting on the couch in what was then 'Shroom's nursery. I spent hours and hours molding the couch cushions to the shape of my butt as I nursed and nursed (and nursed) 'Shroom. I remembered the little grocery store we had set up complete with stocked shelves of "food" (empty containers and cereal boxes) when the room was used as a playroom.
Ahh . . . definitely fond memories. Truth be told, even though it was sad to leave the kids' first (and only) house, I've been so busy that it really hasn't sunk in.
Now that we have two weeks living with my parents and nothing to pack or clean, I'll have a lot more time to think about what's behind us and what's to come.
Air Boss and I walked hand-in-hand with 'Shroom and Lolli and we said good-bye to every room in our house. The kids didn't seem overly sad but they knew that they would no longer be living here. Air Boss and I had our separate moments of nostalgia as we were frantically cleaning the house after the movers.
As Air Boss took bag after bag of trash to the curbside, he felt sadness wash over him. As I was vacuuming the playroom, I thought back to all the memories I had sitting on the couch in what was then 'Shroom's nursery. I spent hours and hours molding the couch cushions to the shape of my butt as I nursed and nursed (and nursed) 'Shroom. I remembered the little grocery store we had set up complete with stocked shelves of "food" (empty containers and cereal boxes) when the room was used as a playroom.
Ahh . . . definitely fond memories. Truth be told, even though it was sad to leave the kids' first (and only) house, I've been so busy that it really hasn't sunk in.
Now that we have two weeks living with my parents and nothing to pack or clean, I'll have a lot more time to think about what's behind us and what's to come.
Thursday, June 14, 2007
Basement on the Sidewalk
One door converted to a desktop . . . $ free
One no longer used Hibachi grill . . . $ free
One box of old printed music . . . $ free
Countless CD's and software programs . . . $ free
One dusty guitar stand . . . $ free
Countless pieces of scrap plywood from equally numerous home projects . . . $ free
Enough electrical and coax cable to wire a small 5,000 SF building . . . $ free
Worn men's boots that have endured several New England winters . . . $ free
One plush green carpet once used at the foot of our bed . . . $ free
Two trash bags stuffed with shredded documents (which eventually killed our shredder) . . . $ free
A dozen plus moving boxes that will not make it onto the moving truck to CA . . . $ free
One cleared out basement . . . PRICELESS
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