PeBloWriMo Day Nine

Saturday! What a wonderful word. Could've been slightly less tasking, but when you move, you're forced to work a bit extra on your freetime.

Today we went and bought some shelves and accoutrements. Teemu and I drilled holes to the walls and attached Lundia ladders to it, in order to put shelves on top of the smaller sofa. Looks good. Then I spent some six hours stacking the shelves with genre books. And when I thought I was done, I found out, that the last box labelled as "Majora SF-3" included fair number of books by authors beginning with letter K.

And I still have no idea where the box "SF-8" is. I'm hoping the aforementioned "Majora SF-3" is that one, just mislabelled. Otherwise I might find somewhere a box, that has MORE booksies with authors beginning witk letter K (or L for that matter). When I look at the shelves, I notice missing boks. Where the heck is one of the Deathdealer-novels? And Adam Roberts' Polystom? And are these really my only books by Ian McDonald? Or Jack Vance?

One author that keeps popping up from all the wrong boxes is Michael Moorcock. When I was unpacking the M's (quite a few of those, I may have to see whether there are more M's than S's, or W's. I'm betting for M's, from MacAuley to Mäkelä. Anyway, as I was saying, Moorcock pops up everywhere) I found only two or three books by Mr. Moorcock. Then some started coming from the "Majora"'s. And "Series". And then just wherever. Golden Barge was with Z's and Y's.

I have continued to "purge" the library for the basement relocation center. Some go there due to the overall condition, for example most of the Burroughs (Edgar Rice, not WIlliam) ones are badly damaged, some with other considerations: doubles, "classics", Russian copies, "unlikely to read this decade, but cannot possibly part with", "read it and want to keep the book, but not necessarily in full view" etc.

Sunday will be fairly active again. We're heading back to Taimistontie, in order to do some final cleaning up. As it happens, we're not due to to release the old Casa Tali until the 19th, so we haven't been extra biusy with that one.  Hopefully it's slightly clearer skies tomorrow, as there are no lamps left.

Slowly, but surely, this is turning into home. Which is nice.

PeBloWriMo Day Ten - Lost Connection

We've been very happy with Typepad now for... well, longish time. If there has been problems, they've been dealt quickly and professionally. All in all, very good.

And now, just few minutes ago, I wasn't able to log on. Well, I guess this will sort itself out soonish, but as it is, I'm conitinuing this PeBloWriMo Extravaganza (lukewarm jeer) over here at lj-land.

Tired Sunday.

The week has been very exhaustive, following that somewhat busy weekend. Yesterday was surprisingly taxing and so I wasn't putting a lot of effort for today's little soirée to Taimistontie. Sari cleaned places and I washed some dishes and cleaned the fridge. There's still a load of old junk, as well as some stuff for the new apartment, especially the frame of one bookcase of which I seem to have been completely unaware of during the last time I checked the apartment the moving day. The one in the hall, which shall soon be actually pretty much where I and the computer are right now.

I also did some painting at the study/library/guest bedroom. Now we can start putting the work area in condition. I really should post some photos here, but I'm afraid Sari hasn't downloaded them from the camera yet. ("And why haven't you done it?", asks the wondering IT-professional from western Finland.) Well, I'm a luddite and happily so. I can get along with computers, operate various AV-equipments and even use my work mobile (Sonera3347488 - the old number works all right, but SMS's won't get thru, so in case you send me text messages, I might not get them that soon, as I keep the old phone shut at the moment).

Had time to watch most of the Finland-Sweden hockey match. Pleasant game, made excellent by the fact that we won. Always the desirable outcome of any match between Us and Them. :) During the game I was admiring our new living room book cases. Such a delightful sight! Now, if only I'd have some time off just for myself, I could read all the unreadables. Be finished probably by the year we finally have permanent base in Mars. Or customer service at Elisa.