This is probably the first of two posts, the second one being about the
Starport's computer network. And it's less about the current state of
things than the (hopefully) near-term plans for them. But since I'd much
rather write about what ought to be done than actually do it,
here goes. Maybe it'll help me organize my thoughts, if not my life.
There are three major shake-ups in progress here. The first is chaoswolf's move-out, which will eventually result in a major
amount of space freed up. Not only her bedroom, but the dining table and
chairs downstairs that she wants. That will take time, however.
The most immediate result was getting her big pile of wedding presents
mostly out of the living room. Some of them are back now awaiting
shipment, but there was enough time in between for me to move the sewing
machine table out of what is on its way to becoming a real guest
room. That's the second shake-up.
Colleen has decided that sewing is a social activity, and so belongs in
the living room where she can kibbitz while Marty or somebody else sews.
There is now room enough to move around in the guest room, but it really
needs to have the closet emptied out and the shelves full of fabric and
notions packed up and moved either into storage or into the sewing area of
the living room. The guest room will also double as a music room,
assuming we can make the bed split up and double as seating. Since the
room is far too small for a king-sized bed, this means a couple of custom
foam pads that combine to form a full- or at most queen-sized bed. Like
clearing out the Wolf's den, that's a longer-term project.
The third major shake-up, and the one I'm most concerned about this
weekend, is getting the master bedroom ready for Colleen's return. Our
bed, the lovely but occasionally problematic queen-sized bed that I built
for us years ago, is too damned high for her to get in and out of safely,
or even at all. This is made worse by the modern trend toward mattress
inflation. Six-inch thick mattresses are now impossible to find; they're
more like 12 or 18 inches.
There's also the fact that sometimes we regret not having a king-sized
bed. And the fact that, with Colleen's currently-limited mobility, a
hospital bed might be better for her. Two hospital beds spliced together
equal a king. (Whether we can get insurance to spring for any fraction of
the cost is an open question, but I'm not going to worry about it much.)
There's a lot of storage space under a queen-sized bed. That would have
to be cleaned out. And we really need to have the carpets steam-cleaned.
That would mean moving everything out. Even if we had Kat's
stuff out of her room and the garage, it would be a major amount of work.
As it is, it's probably impossible.
I need to try anyway.
(18:21) It looks like the YD wants the queen-sized bed, so that's one
thing we won't have to find a home for. YAY! It'll still need to be taken
apart, cleaned, and put back together. And we'll have to find a place for