I'm not planning to go back any time soon.....if ever. I put my house in Sunrise up for sale, packed up what was to be the first of three 22 foot truck loads and started driving north. I received a cash offer while unloading the truck and closed 3 weeks later.....about a month faster than I wanted. The buyer wanted us out July 1 so used Pods for a quick move out.
We were so rushed near the end of June that stuff just got shoved into boxes, which got stacked floor to ceiling in the garage. I'm still trying to find stuff.
We were so rushed near the end of June that stuff just got shoved into boxes, which got stacked floor to ceiling in the garage. I'm still trying to find stuff.
Some of it will never be found.
The stuff you don't really need will be easy to find.
When you locate the right box, the thing you want is at the bottom. 🙂
The stuff you don't really need will be easy to find.
When you locate the right box, the thing you want is at the bottom. 🙂
And the box of things you carefully stored away will never be found. I've been looking for my box of B&O and Sonus carts for 3 years....
Thanks. The step ladder was to finish staining the deck. The entire cabin took 33 gallons of WOODguard that summer. I was probably too tired that day from brushing to put the ladder away.
Yep--the challenge is to get the roof and Tywrap on before winter starts. We added the part on the right to the original 2-bedroom cabin and were able to seal up the framing before the cold weather forced us inside. The guy who did most of the work was our next-door neighbor, who drove over every day in his backhoe. He's built a number of houses in the area and knew enough local laborers to bring in help whenever he needed it to stay on schedule. He draws out everything in detail beforehand, and things pretty much ending up exactly as planned. We weren't sure we really wanted to spend the money at the time, but he only charged $25/hour, excluding breaks. At that rate I felt we had to take advantage of the opportunity. It's hard to find an experience contractor/builder who is also a licensed plumber and electrician for $25/hr. It's even harder to find one who can stay on schedule.tubelab said:
We used to call it the cabin, but now my wife calls it the compound.
Yes, similar paths. I worked at the same DoD contractor for 32 years, and finally had enough of working that job 2 years ago. I had tried working shorter weeks (30 hours) for several years, and that helped out quite a bit, but eventually I just didn't feel like I belonged there any more. My wife is still working but this will be her last year, and then we will sell our townhouse and try living in that cabin.tubelab said:
So I've been spending a lot of time getting our townhouse ready to sell. New siding, lots of painting, bathroom refurbishment, etc. But I've still got the big job of going through lots of shelves in the attic and clearing out the two back rooms of electronics and partially completed designs. It's going to be difficult...
But I've been setting up the cabin for retirement the last few years, so I'm looking forward to being there full time. I finally have a nice set of woodworking tools in the garage, and once we add on a carport for the vehicles and build a greenhouse for my wife I think we'll be set.
I found stuff hidden in the Florida house that I lost when I moved in to it.....36 years ago. There was a NIB Motorola Mocat CB radio complete with the sales receipt from the company store in 1976. It was in a box full of stuff for the van that I had in the 70's.
Some things were never found. It's too early to tell on this move, but stuff packed in those last two weeks could be lost for a while. We don't plan to open a lot of boxes until the house is built.
I think things disappear into a black hole only to return when you no longer need them.
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After cleaning out both of our parents houses after they left this world, we realized that we both had too much stuff, way too much. Sherri had already lost her job, and I figured that mine was on life support, so we embarked on a "stuff reduction program". Being the only guy in the plant that could design a high powered LTE transmitter got me 5 years before "retirement".
During that time I hit every hamfest I could selling my stuff. The cash I got will build me my retirement lab. I gave away stuff to nearly anybody who would actually use it, but sadly some tubes wound up in the trash, and probably 1000 pounds of transformers went to the metal scrapper.
No stuff at all.....I don't know.....what would Tubelab do without any tubes????
Bet there's tubes in heaven.....and they don't blow up.
When I bought our first house in 1977 I was cleaning up the attic and found a trove of dirty pics that the previous owner was trying to hide from his wife.
Depreciation rate of a casket doesn't look promising in your environment, not an advisable real estate investment imo.
(granted, if you intend to use gaskets, you may last a bit longer)
(granted, if you intend to use gaskets, you may last a bit longer)
(a mobile whole-tree chipper could shoot parts of you across 100ft in all directions, a 7' casket would take about 10 seconds 
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I thought it was considered hazardous waste in most venues. Last time someone threw themselves on the tracks behind our place they showed up in full hazmat gear.
I was cleaning up the attic and found a trove of dirty pics that the previous owner was trying to hide from his wife.[/QUOTE]
We got the house we have now from the woman who had it built in 1958. In the back corner of a shelf in her bedroom closet we found a sequined bag containing garter belts and silk stockings. In the rafters of the basement I found a couple of Pipes I doubt were used for tobacco.
We got the house we have now from the woman who had it built in 1958. In the back corner of a shelf in her bedroom closet we found a sequined bag containing garter belts and silk stockings. In the rafters of the basement I found a couple of Pipes I doubt were used for tobacco.
We were talking with a neighbor the other night, a lifelong resident of the neighborhood as is my wife. We mentioned that we had toured the house across from us when the retired owners put it up for sale some years ago, and were amused by the bordello-like red velvet wallpaper in the bar area off of the living room. The neighbor says, "well, you know, they used to have wife swapping parties there in the 70's".