Friday, September 2, 2011

Scenes From A Garage Sale

I am happy to report that my first garage sale was a success. I did not even want to have one, but Chris convinced me that these things tend to be worth while and besides, why not try to make a little extra cash before we head into a few years without a significant salary :). Our lease was up at the end of August, so we had a 3-day regional moving extravaganza which consisted of loading a moving truck in Columbus, unloading to store stuff at our parents homes in Cleveland and Pittsburgh, and then heading back to Columbus. We left behind the things we categorized as something we probably wouldn't need after 27 months away, but someone else might need right now. We spent the last few days in our home by cleaning and labeling these things and seriously questioning if selling them would even be worth the time and energy, especially after the exhausting move. But we soldiered on and posted our sale on craigslist, hung signs and balloons around the neighborhood, and decided we were ok with making only a little bit of cash. We woke up early Saturday morning to get everything out in our front yard before the 9:00 start time...and by 7:30, the craziness began. Apparently, if you are a serious garage sale buyer, you know to get there early so you have first dibs. Between about 7:30-8:30, you would have thought we were giving stuff away based on the amount of people we had! They bought tons of our furniture, cameras and art work before the sale had officially begun! One of our favorite parts of the early morning rush was when we heard these two older ladies squeal with delight after peeking in the front door, "THEY HAVEN'T EVEN TAKEN EVERYTHING OUT YET!!!!!". Chris was kind enough to let them inside to see what else we had. :) So, before 9:00, we had already made hundreds of dollars and met some very interesting people. Like the guy who used to collect blasphemous religious artwork, worked as an embalmer in a funeral home and can't work now because of an undisclosed disability. He bought some old art magazines Chris didn't even want to put out to sell since he thought there was no way someone would want them. And that's when we found the theme of the day: people will buy anything! I think my favorite "who the hell would want this" sell was the women who bought a set of 3 (not 4), used, dirty cork coasters. She zoned in on them like her life was complete when she found them. She asked me how much, and I felt a tinge of guilt when I gave her a price since my gut instinct was to say "just take those nasty things!". But hey, I can't argue with supply and demand, so I asked for 50 cents and she was happy to oblige. Day one continued on with barely a lull period. Tons of people came in their beat up pickups to add to the already large pile in their truck bed, or with their Lexus SUVs, or just by foot. And many of then knew each other! We found a lot of people who ran into someone they knew on our front yard. I didn't realize a perk of the sale would be to connect the community, but I felt good knowing it did. By the end of the day, we had made much more than anticipated and had a lot less stuff to bring into the house. Day two was not nearly as lively and it makes sense that it wouldn't be. The shoppers seemed to know all the good stuff would already be taken. But it worked out well since it gave us time to start cleaning out the house (we want every bit of our security deposit back!), and we got to chat with some return visitors.  Our embalmer friend stopped by to again, a sweet couple who are thinking about joining the Peace Corps, and a dude who was very excited about showing us wood carvings he acquired from Tanzania and Mozambique. The amount of people we met with a connection to Africa and/or the Peace Corps was another pleasant side affect of the garage sale.  I don’t know if it was the people we met, or the fact that we sold tons more than expected or maybe just because the weather that weekend was perfect. But after 2 days of selling, chatting, cleaning our rented townhouse, and saying goodbye to my home of 11 years, Columbus, I felt a moment of complete certainty. My life is going in the exact direction it should be. And it feels really good.

And now we are in our final leg of "Operation PC Prep". We moved from having our stuff in a 3 floor townhouse to almost everything into one bedroom at my Dad's house in Cleveland where we will stay until our departure. And you know what, I am liking this living with less thing. In fact, we're already talking about having another garage sale for the stuff we are storing when we get back from the Peace Corps. These are all things we thought we would want, but we're starting to see that may not be the case. And now we are confident that someone will want to buy them. :)

Tchau!

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Six Weeks!

We just got back from the amazing Williams family vacation in Hawaii! We spent a week relaxing in unbelievably beautiful surroundings with a group that only comes together every few years. We were so happy to be able to attend since we initially thought we would miss this trip based on our original PC nomination date being in August. Check out my Facebook page if you want to see photos! Now that all of the traveling excitement is over (family coming in, going to Florida and Hawaii), we feel like our departure is right around the corner. And actually, it is! I can't believe that we'll be starting our new life only 6 weeks from today!

We received tons of staging/orientation info. from the PC Mozambique desk yesterday. They provided a new packing list, profiles on current Mozambique volunteers, orientation and pre-service training logistics, and a letter to provide family and friends. The letter talks about communication while we are overseas including sending letters and packages and phone calls, as well as emergency phone numbers. Please click here to read the letter in its entirety.

Here is a little more information we learned from yesterday's information overload: We'll be flying from NYC on 8/28 and will arrive in Moz on 8/29 after a 15 hour flight to Johannesburg and another hour to Maputo (The capital of Moz). We stay in a hotel in Maputo for two days where we meet the US Ambassador, PC staff and medical peeps who will provide more vaccinations (woo-hoo!) and learn some basics of health, safety and language. Then we head to a town called Namaacha on 10/1 and meet the families we will be living with for the next 10 weeks during our pre-service training (PST). Then as long as we can pass all of our language tests, show we know what's up with Mozambican culture, health and safety, we get sworn in as volunteers on 12/9 and officially begin our service!... Oh, something to note, we are told that during the 10 week training period, communication will be VERY limited. We'll be in training classes from 7:30-5:00 Mon-Sat and doing a lot of homework/study sessions when we are not in our formal classes. Also, our host family will not have internet access and remember, Mozambique is 6 hours ahead of EST. So, don't be too worried if you don't hear from us often during PST. No, we have not been eaten by a hippo. :) They say once we get to our site in December, it will be a lot easier to establish more regular communication. We'll be able to assess our electricity/internet situation once we find out our site. If I didn't mention it before, we don't even know our site yet! They don't assign you until you are almost done with training. They want to get to know you first before deciding your permanent site. We are hoping for somewhere on the coast, but need to be very Peace Corps like and say "wherever we are needed, we are flexible". :)

So it's been a great month of travel, seeing family, dinner with friends and now we are into serious prep mode as the time continues to fly by. We're still packing up the house and officially booked the moving truck for next week! And, we are still trying to pack/figure out how to cram 27 months of what we will need in 80 lbs! By the way, the new packing list is all over the map as far as what to bring (coats, tank tops, professional shoes, flip flops, crap clothes, nice clothes, blaa, blaa, blaaa) How in the world am I gonna condense this into 80 lbs?? Anyone that knows me knows I am a notorious over packer. But, just when I get really stressed about the packing sitch, I remember I am going to the Peace Corps! :)

Ok, bye for now!

Wednesday, August 3, 2011

Cats, Cars and Chaos

Wow, so it has been a busy past couple of weeks! The action started mid-July when Laurie’s sister and family came to Columbus for a visit. We went to the conservatory, then the zoo, and after a fun week with family had to say some goodbyes. It's strange to think that our niece will be three years old when we see her again, I guess we will have to watch her grow up through Skype.

Later that week, we finally crated the cats and flew them down to West Palm Beach Florida. For those of you who do not live in the mid-West and aren’t following the news… this was smack in the middle of what was recorded as some of the hottest days of year with heat indexes as high as 107F. Of course this gave us concern, because the max. temperature limits (according to the USDA) for animals is 85F. Luckily for us, Delta Cargo has a summer live animal program (the only airline with a summer program) that requires special temperature controlled vehicles and time limits to allow for safe transport of animals during airplane loading, unloading, and while sitting on the run-way. To make a long story, short… the cats arrived in West Palm a little shocked but nothing out of the ordinary for a 10-hour flight (there was a 5-hour layover in Atlanta - Laurie and I flew Airtran and our flight was only 2.5 hours). In the end the process was seamless (go Delta Cargo!) and did not require nearly the amount of thought we put into it. Once in Florida, at Laurie’s mother’s house, the cats were somewhat disoriented and are slowly adapting to their new home (or so we hear from the reports). All-in-all, we had a relaxing time in Florida, enjoying time with the family, and soaking up the cooler weather (yes you read that correctly, Columbus was actually hotter than Florida). Of course coming home to no cats in the house is something that will take a little time to get used to.