Sorry for the lack of posting for awhile now. But I have been undergoing some upheavals in my life. Like moving to a new place. Well actually moving out of my old place but my new place is not yet available. So officially I am homeless, actually I am crashing on a couch at mom’s until the new place is ready.

This is the back story. About a year ago my mother (80) decided she need some help with things like driving and she was having a new home built in a cohousing community. Cohousing was not something I was familiar with but it turns out to be kind of a cool idea, sort of a planned community condo deal. In any case her unit has space for a loft apartment above hers and she asked me to move in there to be available to help out in exchange for a big break on rent. Cool. The places were supposed to be done in June of this year but you know how that goes and they are still not quite finished but are within days of being done, then of course there has to be inspections and mortgage closing and so forth. A couple of weeks yet at best. In the meantime my lease on my old apartment was up this past Sunday but I had made arrangement with my landlord to stay an extra month. Cool. Last wed. however my landlord told me he had rented the place and I had to be out at end of lease. Ouch. Panic. No place to go. And what to do with my stuff. Rent a truck, load it take it all to storage locker, unload truck, then do it all in reverse in a couple of weeks? That sucks. Saw a commercial on TV. For something called Portable On Demand Storage(PODS). Essentially they drop a shipping container at the site you are moving from and then when you have it filled they pick it up and ether take it to where you are moving or store it until you are ready and then drop it. Priced not much more then the traditional way and a heck of a lot less work. So did that. Here is cam phone picture of the very cool remote gantry that picks up the POD and takes it to the waiting truck…
PODS

Sad that everything I own in the world fits into that small container with room to spare.

Needless to say that besides the normal unpleasantness of packing, loading and cleaning an apartment on moving out, my OCD goes absolutely on a feeding frenzy with this kind of thing. Having contamination type, touching things is always problematic and over time(and I had been in my place 5 years) many things in the apartment had become”contaminated” so it kind of forces one to do involuntary CBT or spend 6 months moving. So for the last week or so my OCD has pretty much peaked, on the other hand I get a sort of tabla rosa on my stuff as I cannot possibly remember what is contaminated with what and for how long and all the other variables. That won’t last long but will be nice when this is all done.

Right now I am paying the physical price of so much physical effort and even more so from the mental stress which takes the form of uh, GI upset.

On the other end of this move when the buildings are finally ours the loft space will be unfinished. I will just have the basic skin of the building and have to completely finish it, including putting in a bathroom. The plumbing is all stubbed up for one but beyond that everything has to be built and finished. I get a pretty decent budget as part of the mortgage to do what I want with the space.

I will try to avoid putting in a decontamination chamber as opposed to a bathroom…