Movin’ On Up

I’m quite certain that Ian mentioned that we’ve recently passed our six months in Nunavut milestone.  It’s kind of strange, considering it feels like we’ve been here for a year and a half, but not in a bad way.  We miss our families greatly, but have had several Skype events with both sides of the family.  Oh, and if anyone is interested in Skyping with us…or any other video chat you might use…please let us know.  We love seeing friends!

So the six month milestone meant a couple of things.  One, our dental plans have kicked in.  Yay!  And two, if we didn’t have the good fortune of subletting from a contractor without an employee to fill the apartment, we would have been homeless.  Or living out of a hotel.  Neither of which are good options living in a city such as Iqaluit.

We wanted to hold back on releasing this exciting news until the ink dried on the lease, but the lease isn’t ready yet.  And since we’ve already seen the unit, and have several pieces of e-mail correspondence confirming it’s ours, we feel we can make the announcement.

We finally have a permanent apartment of our own to rent!  No one will kick us out at a moment’s notice.  No more subletting.  It’s ours!

Yup. After so many years of apartment living, we finally have the top floor!

So, Ian’s already been making preparations by starting to take furniture down, pack items into crates that we have, and assemble new cardboard boxes so we can pack up more.  Best part about the new place?  It’s in the same building!  The implication there?  Well, remember I already live in the same building I work in?  Yup…the door partially obscured by the minivan is the main door to my office.  Sweet!  I may just install that fire pole after all.

Now we just have to move up one floor to the other side of the elevator/stairwell.  Should be a pretty sweet move, and we’re hoping to make it pretty casual.  Still, if anyone up here is interesting in helping out, we wouldn’t turn it down.  And thanks to Missy’s most recent trip down south, we now have some chocolate and cheese for a wicked fondue party once we’ve settled in.

 

Speaking of settling in, Jemaine's already made a bed of one of the moving boxes. Hope that one's packed already. We likely won't get it back anytime soon...

 So in honour of our grand move, I thought I’d analyze a very familiar theme song for us all.  Sing along if you know the words.  And since I’m posting the lyrics for the analysis…you will.  😉

Well we’re movin on up to the east side.
To a deluxe apartment in the sky.

Technically true.  We’re sort of on the southwest side right now.  We’re moving to the sort of northeast side.  I’m probably wrong.  Yeah, I know…I’m a geographer so I should probably figure it out.  I just haven’t really attempted to orient myself with the way our building is situated.

Movin on up to the east side.
We finally got a piece of the pie.

A piece of the real estate pie?  Yes please!

Fish don’t fry in the kitchen, beans don’t burn on the grill.
Took a whole lotta tryin’ just to get up that hill.

Well, we haven’t fried much fish in the kitchen…though there is a large arctic char in the freezer still.  And we never did fire up the grill on the balcony – didn’t have much faith in the fuel source.  But sure did take a whole lotta tryin…

Now we’re up in the big leagues gettin’ our turn at bat.
As long as we live, it’s you and me baby, there ain’t nothin wrong with that.

Yup yup.  And happy to be here.

Well we’re movin on up to the east side.
To a deluxe apartment in the sky.
Movin on up to the east side.
We finally got a piece of the pie.

Or fondue.  🙂

Everything must go!

We were visited by a rep from the moving company on Monday. We gave her a walk-through of the house and let her know what we were taking with us (on the plane) and what we wanted shipped up. In the end she was surprised at how little we had to actually bring (despite the mountains of clutter she bore witness to). We’re allotted something like 6000 lbs (that includes packing materials) but we fell way under that at barely a guesstimated 1400lbs. We were also astonished at how much they’d actually pack themselves. She suggested that we let them do it because then our stuff will be covered under their insurance as opposed to if we packed it up ourselves. We’d only be covered if there was visible damage to the boxes themselves (and even then it would be a minimum) so that was kind of a no-brainer.

With the load of having to do heavy duty packing off our shoulders we were forced to deal with an old but persistent problem – the crap we’re supposed to get rid of. I spent the past couple of weeks boxing, bagging and tagging a good portion of the stuff we’ll be putting into storage. That was the easy part. Seven bags of garbage and four mega loads of recycling later we still have tons of crap to get rid of. Our ultimate plan was to either pitch a good portion of it or bring it down to the local goodwill & second hand stores.

But then I had an idea… albeit a bit late…

Virtual Online Garage Sale

Why give things away or dump them when you can make a buck off them? It’s the North American way. Sure charity and goodwill are good for the soul but it won’t pay the bills or keep us warm up there. There is an online classifieds site I use often to get rid of things locally. It’s called Kijiji. It’s similar to Craigslist in a lot of ways. Since we have so many things to offload and I didn’t feel like making individual ads for each thing I decided to employ my web design know-how to make a bare bones web page with all the  for sale items on and and use Kijiji as our starting referral point. There was a small fee involved with posting a link from there to our site but it was a worthwhile investment. Hopefully we’ll get some bites and get some of this stuff offloaded during Hell Week.

8 Days Later…

Can you spot the helper in the picture?

So we’re a little over a week into packing and I’ve hit the wall regarding what to do next. We’re in an interesting conundrum where we want to pack the stuff we’re taking up with us initially, but we don’t want to pack the things that will be shipped up because if we leave that in the hands of the movers, it’s insured by them. I’ve been stuck in the Basement of Doom sorting, chucking and packing for the past 7 days. I was granted a day of release for our anniversary Sunday but for the most part that was my world. The children tried their best to help out in their own special way but that only resulted in the eating of and playing in boxes. I swear… I don’t know what Jemaine’s fascination with eating tape is but that’s apparently his thing. They do help break up the monotony though. I find it amusing how they don’t care about anything down there until I go and start working. Then it’s the bee’s knees.

 

Anyway, at the top of the week the basement looked like a bomb hit it. I was in my own personal 20′ x 10′ post apocalyptic wasteland. I evaded booby traps, solved riddles, slayed some beasts and eventually got the basement sorted…

Not everything is as it seems...

I know. It doesn’t look like anything has been done, but wait! Through the magic wonders of Photoshop I shall reveal to you how much was actually done…

We're actually not keeping much.

Behold. Everything that isn’t highlighted is either getting sold, tossed or given away leaving us with not much to fuss over. Even the stuff that’s highlighted has be to sub sorted into what we’re bringing (be it shipping or taking on the plane) so in the end I think we’re in good shape so far. Mind you it’s just the basement junk. The bedroom, kitchen, living room and storage room is another story and brings me back to my initial quandary. I may dip into the kitchen today and arrange a care package of cookware, utensils and dishes for our initial journey up and let the movers do the rest. Maybe I’ll start sorting my tools in the storage room as well.

Bah… too much to ponder. I’ll play it by ear for today. I need the boss to make some final decisions on a lot of stuff so we can move forward with some more packing. Maybe I’ll start cooking up our supply list. Lord knows we’re gonna need it…