Hell is an Eternity of Moving
Dec. 28th, 2002 12:34 amToday, FINALLY, my company finished up its office move. We'd been going at it for something like four weeks now.
It started out innocously enough. An hour or two worth of boxing and organizing in a day.
Then it turned into a few hours of heavy lifting.
By the end of the god-awful multi-week process, I was going into the office, boxing and moving stuff all day, with short breaks to deal with email that desperately required answering.
The whole process was so long and convuluted because we were combining stuff from two current businesses (one online game company and one venture capital firm) which also included a lot of inherited stuff from a previous business (a cryptography firm). And we were juggling it with a residence's worth of storage, which had been in our business house while the boss' residence was being worked on ... for the last three years.
I'm sure I put in 80 hours of moving in December, at least, all of it heavy work that this laze-about computer worker isn't used to doing except in 30 minutes spurts at the gym. Whew. This last day of moving probably wasn't helped by the 9 mile round-trip walk that Kimberly and I did to the Grand Lake Theatre on Christmas.
But, at last, the move's done. And I can mostly collapse until New Years. And maybe return to my more normative gym routine afterward.
I just vegged out to Civilization III for 4 or 5 hours tonight. Very pleasant.
It started out innocously enough. An hour or two worth of boxing and organizing in a day.
Then it turned into a few hours of heavy lifting.
By the end of the god-awful multi-week process, I was going into the office, boxing and moving stuff all day, with short breaks to deal with email that desperately required answering.
The whole process was so long and convuluted because we were combining stuff from two current businesses (one online game company and one venture capital firm) which also included a lot of inherited stuff from a previous business (a cryptography firm). And we were juggling it with a residence's worth of storage, which had been in our business house while the boss' residence was being worked on ... for the last three years.
I'm sure I put in 80 hours of moving in December, at least, all of it heavy work that this laze-about computer worker isn't used to doing except in 30 minutes spurts at the gym. Whew. This last day of moving probably wasn't helped by the 9 mile round-trip walk that Kimberly and I did to the Grand Lake Theatre on Christmas.
But, at last, the move's done. And I can mostly collapse until New Years. And maybe return to my more normative gym routine afterward.
I just vegged out to Civilization III for 4 or 5 hours tonight. Very pleasant.