the yin and yang of moving stuff

So when you move, especially under circumstances like mine, people offer you stuff you may or may not need. And sometimes they put it in your garage without asking.

M&M, my otherwise really cool neighbors, did so with a fairly nice-looking floor lamp. 'OK,' I thought, 'I'll take it anyway.' It had (Foreshadowing!) a dimmer switch; putting a CFL in it made it hum. 'I'm still taking it,' I thought. When I almost missed dianala's driveway in the dark on a quest for more stuff, I braked hard and sent the lamp sliding forward, thereby breaking it. It's now in the Abbey trash.

But on a much more positive note, dianala up and gave me a night stand, which I needed, and a working serger, which is something I've coveted for years. Even if it's going to have to stay at the Abbey due to space constraints, that's a fantastic score. She also ended my box shortage, with eighteen (18) plastic crates, which was all I could fit in the Sanctimobile. I do believe I'm set to pack & go. I have the moving list, a mere 128 items long.