All stressed out.

I have finally moved house and am all stressed out. First the harrowing experience of packing alone, thirty years of accumulation of stuff. That took me more than a month and suffering a bad fall ( read last post), I became rather desperate when confronted with more stuff than I can imagine. I gave away a lot of stuff, sold some and threw away so much.

On the day of move, the movers came early. Seven Bangla Dashi guys came and swiftly moved all the stuff down. They moved so fast and efficiently that I was bewildered, when they told me that the first lorry was ready to roll by eleven. I had to rush my wife, daughter and maid to the new place to receive the load. Following the second load with my son, the move completed by noon.

When I got to the new place, boxes were stacked up. Breathing a sigh of relief, I was so glad that I gave each mover a ten dollar tip. I thought they did a very good job because I was very concerned about the confusion and the lift breaking down since several families were also moving on the same day.

I had to organise another move the following week, in order to mop up the things left behind. I was warned of 140 families moving on the following Monday, so I arranged the second move on Tuesday. The 'Hungry Ghost' month had just ended and the superstitious Chinese families scrambled to move.

The second move went very well again much to my relief. Despite the two moves, when I went back to see, there were still many things left behind. I was torn between keeping some of the things or throwing them away. It was heart wrenching and in desperation, I closed my eyes and threw so many things away. I nearly forgot to retrieve a picture of myself when I was one year old. The one and only available. So after Mass one morning, I went back to retrieve it. For several mornings, I went back to retrieve what little items I had left behind. Lugging a bag full of stuff and taking two buses took its toll on my back. I was drained and exhausted after several trips.

I have also handed over my keys to the developer, who sent a representative to check my old place. I had to seal the smelly toilets and all the water discharge outlets. Fortunately the inspection took about five minutes, and the lady who conducted it was very nice and helpful. I now await my final payment for the sale.

In the confusion following the move, I had problems with my PC, when I tried to get it going. My LCD monitor failed and my CPU casing was too big for my tiny 'office space'. I had to buy a new monitor and repack the CPU into a smaller casing. I eventually bought a 19 inch LCD and an expensive aluminum casing, which, like my previous casing, had very cooling properties.

To add to my PC problems, I could not connect to the Internet. When the Singnet technician came, he discovered that they had connected my phone line but forgot to connect my Internet line.

In my next posting, I shall write about my new maisonette.

Till then....