July 26, 2005

We have beer. We just need to find the opener

What does that title mean? It is what I figure I will be saying tomorrow night after the movers have left us with 835,003 boxes, 834,000 of which will be labeled "Misc.". I will look at the sea of boxes and say to my dear wife, "I have the beer, we just have to find the opener". And she will smite me. Being smited is not the same as being smitten, just in case you were wondering.

I am cautiously looking forward to having our house be ours. Cautiously, because I do not yet know what surprise awaits me in owning this house, although I assume that there will be many unpleasant surprises in my future. It is all part of owning a house.

In the midst of unpacking, for which I am taking off the next three days from work, we have deliveries up the wazoo, cable and telephone people coming, alarm system people coming, post office trips and town office trips to make, and generally speaking more work and appointments than I care to shake a stick at, even though I am not generally in the habit of shaking sticks at anyone. Nor should one be. You could put someone's eye out by over enthusiastic stick shaking, you know. Don't you listen to your mother? There's no talking to you, is there?

*Whap* Down, boy, down.

Sorry, I let my inner idiot take control of the keyboard for a moment and he revealed more about the inner dialogue in my head than he should of. Oh, well.

At least it isn't supposed to rain tomorrow. Today, however, is supposed to be the hottest day of the year, according to the weather people. Although tomorrow is supposed to be hotter. And I'm in a suit and tie today. Oh, joy.

Keep cool, y'all and send me nice happy thoughts as you think of me marooned in a sea of packing boxes, searching for a bottle opener.

Posted by Random Penseur at July 26, 2005 10:25 AM | TrackBack

When in doubt or dire circumstances, one can always use the corner of a table to open a beer bottle. I'm not saying I've been that desperate, but....

Posted by: Helen at July 26, 2005 11:58 AM

Happy thoughts...on the way.

Good Luck. Here is to life back to normal soon. Once you find the bottle opener of course.

Posted by: Wicked H at July 26, 2005 12:07 PM

Happy thoughts. Just sing, sing a song, sing it loud... *whack* Sorry.

Just remember, sometimes it's easier to go and buy another bottle opener. That's why my friends have 16 ice cream scoops.

Posted by: Owlish at July 26, 2005 12:26 PM

Buy cans.
Or, bring the bottle opener in your pocket.
Good luck, RP!

Posted by: GrammarQueen at July 26, 2005 12:33 PM

You're always welcome to give us a call and we can ferry one over to you ASAP. We're packing up ourselves, and are trying to offload most of the furniture in our current 2-bedroom, 1200 square foot space so we can fit into a 1-bedroom 500 square foot space. I like to think of it as our end-of-season liquidation, because otherwise it will be too much... anyone want to buy an HD TV? It didn't even fall off a truck!

Sending you good vibes and thoughts, and looking forward to receiving the same soon!

Posted by: Mandalei at July 26, 2005 01:16 PM

Here's a tip: go buy a cheap bottle opener. In this heat, unpacking boxes? You'll thank me later. I'd toss you one myself, but yanno, it might get hung up in the virtual network somewhere and be no good to anybody. Especially a guy slaving away to get settled and in desperate need of a cold one.

Superfluous? Never. Thanks.

Posted by: Jennifer at July 26, 2005 01:32 PM

You know that comment you left over at Jen's about putting loose ends in a box and kicking it to the back of the closet?

One thing at a time, kiddo. One thing at a time.

1) Get a cheapo bottle opener (I had one with a magnet that one could stick on the 'fridge - thus ensuring no "lost in the piles of stuff" stuff.);

2) One box at a time. One task at a time. No need for perfection immediately;

3) Savor the moments. You're good at that already, though, so I'm preaching to the converted here; and,

4) Take pictures. Laugh. Don't sweat the small stuff. It's all gonna get done; and, finally ~

5) And don't forget your Internet friends!! :):)


Posted by: Margi at July 26, 2005 02:06 PM

If all else fails, (and your wife is in another room..) try using the heel of one of her dress shoes. The pointy heel will chop the lid off a bottle in no time flat.

Drink fast and look innocent when she asks if you found the bottle opener.

Posted by: rob at July 26, 2005 02:28 PM

Place church key i.e.bottle opener on a long shoelace and hang around your neck. Flip-flops, cut off and the nastiest t-shirt you own should complete your outfit for unpacking quite nicely.
Have another wonderful day savouring and remembering your past!

Posted by: Azalea at July 26, 2005 04:05 PM

definitely new to your blog and a stranger among your commenters, but you visitied mine and left a remnant of your presense so though i would do the same....thanks for stopping by.
am in the middle of moving myself but don't have nearly as many boxes as you do and bottle opener got packed in with the beer ;-)

Posted by: rae at July 26, 2005 04:14 PM

As I begin to unpack and start getting into the goal implementation mode of "must get this done by..." I to somehow try to remember the following phrase:

"How important is it?"

How important is it to unpack all 835,003 by Sunday? In my experience not at all.

I wish you all the best as you begin this wonderful new journey in your new home.

Posted by: Michele at July 26, 2005 07:40 PM

Happy thoughts and cold beer! Congrats on New Home.

Posted by: Amy at July 26, 2005 07:45 PM

Just play the replacement game and all will be well. The replacement game happens when you need something that is in one of those thousands of identical boxes. Pick a box at random and go through it. If the item you need isn't in the box you select the best replacement for that item from what is in the box.

Much less frustration and it becomes a creative outlet. ;-)

Posted by: Jim at July 27, 2005 06:44 AM

We raise a virtual toast to you! Cheers, MCNS

Posted by: Mark C N Sullivan at July 27, 2005 10:38 AM

Dude, Colt45 has twist-off tops on their quarts. Now that you're moving to Connecticut, you're too good for the malt? Say it ain't so, RP, say it AIN'T SO!!

Moving Friday and Saturday. Good luck to you, my friend.

Posted by: Howard at July 27, 2005 10:46 PM

What, aren't you one of those talented people who can open a bottle of beer with their teeth? :-P

Posted by: Hannah at July 28, 2005 10:08 AM

This time next year, it will all be just a vague memory. Until then, soldier on. It will get done.

Posted by: Peggy at July 28, 2005 08:24 PM

I second the "buy cans" advice. Cans are made of aluminum with is thinner than glass so they take up less space. They're also much lighter than glass. Both of these atributes make cans much more pleasant than bottles to lug when the return-for-deposit trip comes along.


Posted by: Tuning Spork at July 28, 2005 10:41 PM

The good thoughts are still coming your way! Someone must be sending us some... we sold almost 1k worth of stuff at our garage sale on Saturday, so the sun burn was worth it. Good luck with your unpacking! Hope the kids are loving the new digs, too!

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