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Thursday, August 26, 2004

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I hate moving. For the next 40 days, I will not sleep well, I will feel nauseated much of the time, and I will be upside down in Rubbermaid bins. I hate moving. We had 14,000 pounds of stuff (might I just mention holy crap -- 7 TONS of stuff) when we moved to the Netherlands. And the army will only pay for moving 17,000 or 17,500 pounds... Fortunately we have 2000 pounds in storage in the states and that's what we will have to pay for if we are overweight, rather than the stuff being shipped back from Europe. I have gone through some of the kids' clothing, and am in the middle of the toys. Books and DVD's are gonna be a problem, as well as all that pottery and oak antiques. I have, at latest count, 4 trunks, 2 antique beds, 2 benches made from antique beds, 2 hutches, the flemish cabinet, a sideboard, a table, and a marble-topped cabinet. Think that weighs 3000 pounds?

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Anonymous10:49 PM
Yeah, there's no way those few items could weigh more than 3000 pounds, because just think of all the air inside the cabinets and trunks. And a thousand DVD's couldn't weigh more than a few pounds. And Tess formerly loved going naked, so I figure you can jettison most of her clothes. You just have to think positive, and creatively......because being delusional is definitely a plus in this situation.
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Or maybe you just find me horribly annoying and are about to let me know. Go ahead, I can deal.

So, whatever, you know, leave a message. Thanks!!!

Okay -- updating my profile because I never removed the guinea pigs from it, even though they have been elsewhere for months.

Um...new obsession (HA) the elliptical trainer in the garage. I hate the thing, but today I burned 395 calories. I know. I so wanted to burn 5 more to make it an even 400, but then I would be at 50 minutes and 19 seconds, so I would have to make that round out to an even 51 minutes, and then the mileage could be rounded up to a more even number, and then the calories would be just a few away from 450, but then I could do just a few more seconds, then another few hundredths of a mile, and so on until finally I would fall off, hit my head, end up in the hospital with another nasty concussion, and gain weight because I am bedridden. It was so much easier to just burn the 395 calories.

We moved from the Sonoran desert of southern Arizona to the almost Arctic of Anchorage. I like the winters of Anchorage better than the summers of Tucson, so far.

Still have three kids, the oldest one is a freshman at the U of Arizona (dang it, now I will have to edit this again in a few months), the other two live on Fort Richardson with me and the dogs and the husband.

Other obsessions...my camera, my IPod Touch, my sewing machine. Fabric. Definitely fabric. Dishes. It's a thing females in my family have, an obsession with dishes. Pottery, and earthenware. Silver, definitely. Not crystal and china though. I am not a big fan of the fussy and overly ornate, and both crystal and china tend to fall into those categories, to me. Plus if I have delicate dishware, then I can't have the kids wash the dishes or put it in the dishwasher.

Other than that, I weigh too much, sleep too little, am very liberal, rabidly pro-choice, find it insane this country does not have universal health care, and think the world may be a better place with Obama at the helm. Oh, yeah, and chocolate. Much much chocolate.