A big moment. Although a week late, this morning at 7:20 the moving truck arrived at the door. In the days before, we sorted, packed, threw things away, and prepared ourselves—bit by bit each day. The delay was due to the kitchen not being finished.
The doorbell rings. Five strong, young men eager to get started dive into the boxes and furniture. Everything quickly disappears into a large MAN truck and is already being unloaded at the new house by 11:00. We are just moving within the city, so travel time is short. By 14:00 the five finish their work. Everything intact, everything in place. We sign, give a $50 tip, and everyone receives a bottle of vodka. Then we are alone. The unpacking begins. We won’t be finished today; tomorrow is another day.
Everything feels so different. Some of our furniture doesn’t quite fit the new rooms, but for now, it will do. I connect the TV and Yamaha system. At least we have music and pictures tonight. Around seven, we sit in the evening sun. She embraces me...radiant, settled, and so am I. The house is finished, our home is ready. We made it. Our first real house—not a row house like before, not a large apartment as a transition, but a house with a terrace, a space to walk around. Yes, now we are suburbanites, savers, homeowners, browsing garden center brochures. And that’s a good thing....Karsten
The doorbell rings. Five strong, young men eager to get started dive into the boxes and furniture. Everything quickly disappears into a large MAN truck and is already being unloaded at the new house by 11:00. We are just moving within the city, so travel time is short. By 14:00 the five finish their work. Everything intact, everything in place. We sign, give a $50 tip, and everyone receives a bottle of vodka. Then we are alone. The unpacking begins. We won’t be finished today; tomorrow is another day.
Everything feels so different. Some of our furniture doesn’t quite fit the new rooms, but for now, it will do. I connect the TV and Yamaha system. At least we have music and pictures tonight. Around seven, we sit in the evening sun. She embraces me...radiant, settled, and so am I. The house is finished, our home is ready. We made it. Our first real house—not a row house like before, not a large apartment as a transition, but a house with a terrace, a space to walk around. Yes, now we are suburbanites, savers, homeowners, browsing garden center brochures. And that’s a good thing....Karsten
Nordlys schrieb:
New Year's Eve at friends' place, I came across something that I find kind of cool but also questionable. They now have this box. See below:
"Alexa, I want a dollhouse"
kaho674 schrieb:
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"Alexa, I want a dollhouse" Amusing to read. Unfortunately, it reflects today's reality. I would have long ago thrown Alexa out the door. I would be curious to know how many market researches were conducted before choosing this name with three! syllables and the disharmonious sound.
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Bieber08152 Jan 2018 17:01ypg schrieb:
We recently invested in speakers as well, but for us they still work with a button press or app control. What did you go for? (I finally managed to get the second Raumfeld somewhat up and running...).
There are apparently also "online" speakers where you can disable the microphone. I just forgot which ones, I read about them this morning on faz.de. But I wouldn’t want that microphone stuff in my house, neither Google nor Amazon...
Bieber0815 schrieb:
What did you choose? ...We spontaneously decided on Bose at MM. Sonos was confusing again in the store, despite googling: “Do you need this, or can you listen with just one speaker without the device?” Also, the white ones from S. were sold out.
…but we bought one first to test it, and the second will be purchased when there’s a discount [emoji13]
