A lot has happened since my last entry, (Aug. 2nd 2020), and there is so much to say on the home front and the gaming front for me to update you with. This entry is pretty long and photo intensive so you might want to get some coffee and relax as you scroll through it.
FIRST OFF:
HOUSE!
Well, it's official. We have a new home!
In the last update, I had explained how we had needed to move due to the rising complications within the city of Indianapolis, and Marion County, Indiana in general. Rising taxes, and rising crime rates, along with the general overall craziness and a mayor that refuses to do his job, as well as changing factors in our neighborhood (Neo-Nazi Biker Wannabes moving a couple of houses down from us), had made us finally take action from our 14+ year long term rental.
We had looked at a number of houses, and lost out on a couple, and dodged a bullet on two of them, before we finally settled on the one I had originally saved from Zillow.
So we walked in, looked and made the offer. The offer was accepted and the sellers and my wonderful wife and I (Gawd bless her!), became good friends. All the deals and etc, went smooth on both our part and the sellers part with the listing agent being the only fly in the ointment, taking longer than usual to get required paperwork sent. But in the end, things worked out and The Lord blessed us with our new house.
She is 103 years old and is historically registered. I am lucky enough to have the entire abstract of title for the entire house, (showing the platte for the town and the area to be signed and authorized by President John Quincy Adams). She is listed in the Indiana Historical Landmarks Association as the best preserved example of Colonial Revival Architecture in the entire county.
Myself and my wonderful wife (Gawd bless her!) after assuming possession of our new home... |
So now that we had a place to live, came the new task...packing up all of the "stuff" and moving from the old home.
Now the old home that we lived at in Indy was never intended to be our "forever house". The original plan was for us to rent it for a couple of years and then find a place and move on to it from there, but due to issues with people living with us, (My wife's father, my son (three times), and my daughter and her boyfriend at the time (Bob)), as well as work issues, etc...the "couple of years" became "almost fifteen".
But now we had found our forever home.
And it was time to start "Loading up the truck."
PACKING AND MOVING....
George Carlin was right when he said "A house is a place for you to store your stuff while you go out and get MORE stuff..."And all I can say about that is "Amen."
The actual packing and moving of boxes etc, took approx. a month, as I would load a dozen or so packed boxes into the truck and take up to the garage. The idea was for us to get the small and medium boxes out and moved, and then hire a brute squad (movers), to get the furniture and big stuff.
And it worked, but it was horrendous back breaking labor. Packing items, labelling boxes, stacking them, loading them into the truck, moving, unloading from the truck to store them into the garage for unloading and unpacking later. We lost two of those days for auto repairs, and at the same time had to deal with other issues (medical appointments, etc). But we slowly got things done.
It's amazing how much "stuff" this hobby of mine, and the amount of figures and stuff and all the other little things, (paints, supplies, etc), makes this an ever expanding monster.
In the end, while packing, I did an approximate inventory of unpainted figures. I came out with a little over Six Thousand (6000+) unpainted figures. (This does not include terrain, scenics, etc.)
So I packed...
And packed yet more...
Until all the figures were packed...
And it was books, glasses, pipes, steins, rules, games, magazines and all other sorts of odds and ends as well.
Truly, what kind of madman has stuff like this?
Skull glasses, VHS Tapes, Steins, and an Elvis Coffee Cup...a sure sign of madness... |
My ORIGINS Award from 2006 |
An old Ral Partha Fantasy Wyvern from 1993-ish...Primed and waiting patiently all these decades to be painted finally and put into action... |
And yet, another "Major Award" that needed to be gently packed and carried so that it could be displayed with pride in the window for the neighborhood to see and enjoy this Christmas... |
And as always, some unusual, (and old), military gear. Here is a Vietnam Era US Army buttpack. |
And I had to pack up my cigars and humidors...
As well as my pipes and pipe tobacco...
And it was time to pack the bottles of "The good stuff..."
The Weird Stuff...
One of the things about packing and moving is that you always, ALWAYS, find those "things" that you forgot about, thought you had lost, or even didn't even know you had. And there is also always "The odd and weird things", (especially with me)...
Well it IS an election year... |
My old company/unit patch. C Co. ("Cobras"), 3/34th AR BN. 2nd BDE, 1st AD, Ferris Kaserne, Erlangen, FRG, 1984-1986. |
And speaking of cards...
Hmmm...not really sure where this came from...but still...it's a nice addition to my bookshelf...next to the jar with the brain in it... |
Hmmm...another odd book that "just seemed to find it's way" onto my bookshelf... |
And Great Cthulhu appears! And he doesn't seem to happy about having to be packed away into a cardboard box... |
Neither does "The Great Elvis Cthulhu"... |
And it wasn't just stuff that I had collected either...
Way back in the early 1970's, when my mom was getting divorced from my crazy, murderous raging, alcoholic father, we stayed with a couple of her sisters. Along the way, I played with my toy soldiers. And when we moved to Texas, some of them were inevitably left behind, "Forever on patrol"...
A few years ago, when my mom died, the last surviving sister, (one of my aunts), brought this to me. She had found it in the backyard soon after we moved...And she had waited over 40 years to return this old soldier back to his commander.
He now sits in a place of honor on my shelf.
A coffee cup, "liberated" from "The Blue Ox" on Sandhill and Flamingo Road in Las Vegas, Nevada.
The "Ox" was the place where the local gaming group that I was part of would go at night to eat, drink, and tell our "no shit there we wuz" gaming stories, war stories, and tales of life. For some reason, I had to have an escort with me whenever I went there, because if I went there alone, I always, ALWAYS had an issue with one of the waitresses. If someone went with me...no problem. It was one of those "Murphy Weird" things that people simply could not understand....
Anyhow, the cup reminds me of days and games long ago gone...Good memories, good friends, and good times.
After all the packing the items were empty and loaded....
The once full display case...sadly empty... |
As well as the crowded and every populated and busy painting desk/workbench...
From this... |
To this... |
And finally the last truckload was packed before the Brute Squad would come in to move the big stuff and the furniture.
And as a finality...
The lowering of the National Colors and Flag of The National African Republic of Bongolesia and it's base of operations in Indianapolis, to be moved to it's new home. A somber occasion for everyone.
And the last plane out of Bongolesia (for now), took to the skies from it's old location, journeying to it's new location in the future.
(*Cue the theme song to "The High and The Mighty")...
And that was it.
The house was packed. The Brute Squad came in and moved us, and we were outta there...
The end of an almost 15 year "Temporary stay" and into our (hopefully) "Forever home"...
The next part update will be on the house, and the new "Man Cave" so, STAY TUNED!!!!
1 comment:
Congrats on the new house! May the move in be smooth, and I'm looking forward to the flag raising ceremony.
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