Hmuh. Tired.

The last few days have been a non-stop moving extravagaza (starting on Saturday).

Friday, we had the annual OIT "cookout"... basically it is a catered lunch in Constitution Marina with everyone from IT, you drink on the clock and you get paid. It's neat. Richard (my boss) brings his margarita machine. Fun times.

Alyssa attended this time and we took a ride on the one guy's (Jim's) fishing boat (it's very big and cool). Afterwards, Jen and Eric, as well as a couple of Eric's friends walked down to the North End with us and we had some good Italian. Fun stuff. We should go down there more often.

Anyway. Saturday, we got started on painting. We started with the office, which although was smaller than almost all the other rooms, would require (since it is a deep blue called Seven Seas) more than one coat. That took until 4:30ish (from 9!). So with much of our day gone, we barely finished painting the bedroom (finished with the last drop) and did a decent bit of the living room before turning in.

Sunday - more of the same - except Jen came down for much of the day with her truck and helped out (in general) and helped us move rugs and lamps over. We managed to finish all the painting but the kitchen by the end of the weekend.

Last night we packed a bit. We were exhausted and got maybe (maybe) 5 hours of sleep total.

We then got up, finished up some packing and waited for the moving guys. They came late cos one of their crew was a no-show.

Anyway, they took out all the furiture (we are moving the stuff ourselves) out in less than an hour and started bringing everything over. They couldn't fit the huge wardrobe on the first trip, but we are only moving 10 min by car (if that).

So we all work on getting this stuff up. We however wind up with a few revelations:

The narrow-ass stairs may look quaint, but does not fit the boxspring. (Shit.)

Nor the wardrobe. (Double shit.)

Nor our bookcases. (Triple shit.)

Nor the long half of our sectional. (Shit, shit, shit, SHIT!)

... Now, the wardrobe is a bitch to take apart, but the bookcases are no problem.

What about the other two??

Now - we figure we just need to take apart and [mutilate] augment the sofa (taking off the apolstery first) to give us the extra couple of inches we were short, but the boxspring is a different matter.

My lovely and talented wife, however, managed to figure this one out, later in the evening when I was working on the bookshelf.

She went onto Craigslist and looked for a split boxspring - found a few for sale (queen sized) and one (w00t!) for trade for a complete one. The lady evidently has a split, but her frame has no middle cross-piece and wanted to trade. Alyssa got in contact with her and we should be able to have it by this weekend.

We are dead tired and bored. We are hanging out at the old apartment with all our stuff in boxes, on the air matress. We have nothing to entertain us (tv, gamecube, books, dvds) save for the internet, so we are getting a little bored (too tired to surf around and read).

Tomorrow, it's back to work for me, and more working on stuff in the evening. We are likely to go to sleep fairly early.