5/22/10 Four hundred twenty pounds of miscellany, trashed at the dumpThe Dreaded Basement has been conquered!
Take a look at this link, this link, and this link, Dear Readers. Quite a contrast, huh?
Move Manager Frank completed his mastery of the POD today, placing items into spaces that that were physically impossible. It was quite a fabulous show, actually. I even snapped a priceless photo of him taking a thirty-second break in our Adirondack chair, which was positioned on a false floor he had constructed three feet off the surface of the POD floor. We're talking engineering marvels, left and right.
Unfortunately, the engineering marvel that failed today was my iPhone, which had a glitch while syncing to the computer and subsequently lost the packing photos. Ugh.
Memories (and sore muscles) shall remain, however, and I feel thrilled with what was accomplished.
Indeed, while it seemed at times like we were packing up absolutely everything, we also generated a trailer-load of trash. Not including the dozen bags of recycling and household garbage, Frank and I offloaded four hundred twenty pounds -- according to the Casco Transfer Station scales -- of bulky waste.
While I never feel good about generating such trash, I'll admit to happy feelings as we pulled out the dump with an empty trailer and headed home to a POD that is nearly full and loaded to perfection.
And that Dreaded Basement? It's whimpering in submission as I type this.
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