I hate it when that happens

I hate it when that happens was Originally Posted on September 14, 2003 by lavarock

Last night I continued going through old bills, receipts and paperwork, and shredded most of it. I have no idea why I ended up keeping old phone bills from 20 years ago, but there they were.

When I moved between houses in Maryland, I had lots of help loading and unloading boxes of stuff, so I never went through things. Then when I moved from Maryland to Georgia, my company paid for the moving truck and all boxes got shipped here. Now that I have to pay to ship things and will have little storage room, now is the time to get rid of things. HOWEVER, I am so tired of sorting that I may just pay and ship the rest

At least, [i]I[/i] understand how this stuff works. For example, now-a-days, many email messages are probably traversing the internet, back and forth, back and forth, because both sides are blocking the message.

On another note, my old company once split in two. The other company, let’s just call then NEWCO, had us run their computers fro them for a while. We USED to run them anyway, so no big deal. HOWEVER (you knew there was a however coming, didn’t you?) there were specific requirements to be followed to kep the companies at arms length. Their computers were in a computer room below where the used to be. To communicate data between them, the data ended up traveling from main datacom entry point for both companies. Thus data went from Atlanta to Andover Mass to California to Atlanta to a spot about 100 feet from where it left… not very efficient was it?

So, back to the trash. It would be better for all concerned if I could throw things out here, rather than pay to take them with me and throw out there, but I am down to 13 days and am soooo tired and have so much more to do. Most everything is now in the garage so I can get the house listed. Most time now will be spent in the garage in front of 4 piles. “Trash”, “Yard sale”, “Ship via Parcel Post”, “ship via media mail” and “Take with me”.

The difference in the shipping method is dramatic. Media mail is for things like CD’s, audio tapes, video tapes, books, etc. The rate for 50 lbs to Kona is $16.84. Via Parcel Post it would cost $40.00. It is no wonder that the postal service says that they may ask you to open a media mail shipment so they can tell you are not cheating by sending non “media”.

The “Take with me” box will be interesting. I guess I might actually ship most things but there are a few things I need right away (besides a change of clothes and my laptop). Because I may not be able to move into my house, I will need to have handy my router, phone terminal and the actual phone off the wall from this house. The phone on the wall has built in voicemail, the router and terminal unit allow me to receive my telephone calls and make unlimited outbound calls, without having to pay any charges like hotel fees. All I need is an internet connection. Even my toll free number rings to that phone, so literally, I can conduct business from a hotel room.

All my large computers will be packed and shipped along with everything else going. Some boxes could get there in a few days; others could take weeks I hear!

I have my PO box out there, well I THINK I have it. There was a slight confusion as to which box I was getting, but that should all be cleared up by now. Also, it looks as though the zipcode I thought I was getting is NOT the one I had written down. It’s a good thing I caught that!

I have my business license and the State of Hawaii has an extra check of mine. They appear to have misplaced one and to gett the license, I had to send another. Now they cashed both. I’ll work out that detail when I get there. The easiest way to address it is to drive over to Hilo to the state office and talk with them in person. I’ll take a flashlight with me for the trip. Why the flashlight? I have to pass the volcano and might as well hike out to the see the lava. The best viewing is after dark, you know!

For current lava info, go to http://hvo.wr.usgs.gov/kilauea/update/main.html The rocks that are glowing red are about 2,000 degrees F. NO TOUCHING!!!!!