Chilly and headed lower according to the weather liars. It was pretty nice yesterday, if a bit breezy and chilly when the sun wasn’t out. Nice for January in any case.
I spent most of Friday afternoon driving to my pickup, meeting with my auctioneer, and hitting a couple of thrift stores on my way home. Got a nice shirt and a couple of pairs of shorts. I noticed I’ve worn through the collar on a couple of my favorite shirts, so picking up a nice one was warranted. I’m beginning to see some unwelcome changes in the thrift stores that worry me. Stock levels are low, and prices are high. That means even the thrift stores are having trouble. Only a very rich society has thrift stores.
Today D2 has a thing that I have to get her to even earlier than a normal school day. I think I’ll go back to bed after dropping her off. Then I’ve got one thing to pick up, and a list to get to work on. Uncharacteristically, W noticed that I’m making a bit of slow progress around the house and mentioned it. That was nice. Prepping plus reselling plus my affection for having a lot of stuff around me can equal piles sitting everywhere without rigid discipline. I don’t have rigid discipline.
I’m working on it.
Stack, but don’t let it become more than that. Saving old cans or stuff because it might “make be useful as a trade good post collapse” is right on the edge of “more than that.”
nick
I have assembled more flatpack furniture than I care to remember, mostly from a famous Swedish chain. A surprising amount of it is still in service and in good order. The judicious application of woodglue upon assembly helps a lot with that.
The destination for the sofas has two large windows that would each have opened wide enough to get the furniture through. If the carry-it-in method had failed, I had a friendly neighbour with an industrial forklift only a phone call away ready to fenestrate it. Fortunately, that was not necessary, but I have done it before, and it worked fine.
If I get to design my “forever” home, I will certainly follow the move furniture in with a telehandler approach.
Initial testing indicates that the new furniture that arrived yesterday is eminently suitable for entertaining guests, drinking beer and watching movies (Paddington 2).
Gold reserves / Fort Knox. I think I saw a documentary about that. Didn’t some German guy detonate a neutron bomb to make all the bullion radioactive?
Saturday. Good morning!
Cold outside, but blue skies and sunshine. The night was spectacularly starry. Even without my glasses on, I could see constellations when I got up for a comfort break.
… while you are entirely coincidentally cleaning a gub? Sounds like boyfriend deterrent.