In lieu of actually telling y'all about the Great House Move '11 (there have been tears! there have been fears! there have been BOXES), I think I will just heave a sight of relief and flump on the sofa.
...but we've moved! Thank you, everyone who helped and cheerled; it took three days, a transit van, a lot of loving and kind relatives (Shim's dad, on realising exactly how much stuff can fit in my mum's car, noted that "That car's like a TARDIS"; my mother, on the other hand, cheerfully said it reminded her of the human vagina) and me driving fifty miles down country A-roads swearing all the way, but somehow we've made it and we have a place and it has stuff in it. I am still a little thrown for a very big loop. Shim has been making lists and measuring rooms and contemplating bookcases. I have been wandering around going, "Wow, we have a bathtub. Wow, we have a kitchen table. Wow, we have supporting walls."
(Speaking of which, people who can actually drive, how can you? I started learning to drive when I was eighteen, passed my driving test in 2007, have intermittently driven since, have driven a number of different cars, have practised in car parks and pestered my incredibly patient and wonderful former driving instructor, and I still can't drive. It's amazing. I don't know how other people manage it.)
Internet is spotty - this is a dongle - so I may not be around very much. But... we made it.
...but we've moved! Thank you, everyone who helped and cheerled; it took three days, a transit van, a lot of loving and kind relatives (Shim's dad, on realising exactly how much stuff can fit in my mum's car, noted that "That car's like a TARDIS"; my mother, on the other hand, cheerfully said it reminded her of the human vagina) and me driving fifty miles down country A-roads swearing all the way, but somehow we've made it and we have a place and it has stuff in it. I am still a little thrown for a very big loop. Shim has been making lists and measuring rooms and contemplating bookcases. I have been wandering around going, "Wow, we have a bathtub. Wow, we have a kitchen table. Wow, we have supporting walls."
(Speaking of which, people who can actually drive, how can you? I started learning to drive when I was eighteen, passed my driving test in 2007, have intermittently driven since, have driven a number of different cars, have practised in car parks and pestered my incredibly patient and wonderful former driving instructor, and I still can't drive. It's amazing. I don't know how other people manage it.)
Internet is spotty - this is a dongle - so I may not be around very much. But... we made it.
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on 2011-07-06 06:39 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2011-07-06 06:52 pm (UTC)And beats me about the driving. Theoretically, I have a driver's license. In practice, I practically have a panic attack when I have to drive anywhere unfamiliar or on complicated roads. I look at people behind the wheels of cars and marvel at how they do it. It's evidently possible, but I think I have the wrong circuits in my head or something.
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on 2011-07-06 11:46 pm (UTC)no subject
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on 2011-07-07 01:05 pm (UTC)Mind you, one of those instances was the time they stuck me in a pickup truck for the first time and pointed me down a road with a very steep hill and a 15-mile-an-hour curve in it. That was just asking for firey death at the bottom of the cliff.
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on 2011-07-06 07:56 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2011-07-06 08:14 pm (UTC)have intermittently driven since
That's the ticket--you have to do it every day, and you have to do it without anyone else in the car. Having an actual commute, and having to drive to get anywhere from a grocery store to a library to anywhere else I needed to go on a semi-regular basis was the key to getting over my timidity about it. The more experience I got, especially with traffic, the less similar situations scared me. And now it's just another mildly unpleasant but necessary chore like washing dishes or doing laundry.
(YMMV, of course, but that's what worked for me. Good luck!)
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on 2011-07-06 08:20 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2011-07-06 08:21 pm (UTC)Driving still legit scares me sometimes though!
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on 2011-07-06 09:18 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2011-07-06 09:25 pm (UTC)my mother, on the other hand, cheerfully said it reminded her of the human vagina
I definitely laughed out loud at this. Such an accurate metaphor, too. :)
Re: driving: you know me, twenty-five and don't even have a learner's permit any more. It is beyond me how anyone ever drives.
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on 2011-07-06 10:35 pm (UTC)Hooray for your move! Very many well dones, and oh, your mother. *g* Hee!
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on 2011-07-07 12:05 am (UTC)no subject
on 2011-07-07 01:40 am (UTC)no subject
on 2011-07-07 06:48 am (UTC)no subject
on 2011-07-07 09:21 am (UTC)Your mum sounds as if she would get on wonderfully with my mum.
Congratulations on having accomplished the move! Enjoy shelving the books (no lie, I am deeply excited about the day I will have a place of my own with enough space for ALL THE BOOKS and will get to arrange them as I see fit).
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on 2011-07-07 05:18 pm (UTC)no subject
on 2011-07-07 09:49 pm (UTC)But I do struggle with the road outside the house as weel - I live on the main road, on a bend in said road, so it's just bloody insane for most of the day. To visit my friend on the other side of the city I have to wait until after 7pm, or I can't get off the bloody drive!
I hate driving during the day. But! When I went down to P's (3.5 hour trip) I went at 3am. And it was absolutely brilliant. Best drive EVAH.
Yay of house!
The vagina bit made me lol :D
xx