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Flat-pack furniture is very satisfying to convert from a large free-standing corner unit into a single cardboard box with lots of extra space in it. Unfortunately, this points out that the current real deficiency of my set-up is the paucity of flat-pack clothing. The house has a large wardrobe; accordingly, I had many shirts on hangers. I've filled a large squidgy suitcase and a large duffel-bag with the shirts on hangers; I've one suitcase left for all the rest of the clothes.
And, as always, there's Not Enough Time to get rid of the crap properly. I have two microscopes, both in large and cumbersome packing - a normal desk microscope and an Intel Video Play Microscope which requires Windows and weird drivers, and comes in a box almost exactly the size and shape of an irritatingly-sized box. I don't want to throw them away - they work. If anyone in Cambridge decides they want between one and two microscopes next week, they'll get them cheaply. But this means I have to find space in one of the boxes that goes in the car for two microscope-box-shaped boxes.
This sort of exposure to Huge Amounts of Stuff not really providing happiness enough to justify its volume leaves me wanting to head to India with a couple of changes of clothes, dress myself from Indian street markets, department stores in Bangkok, and traders selling weird batik shirts in Bali, then post back to England things I'm particularly fond of and give all the rest to Goodwill in Montreal at the end. That seems mad, but somehow no madder than carrying two warm sweatshirts around the jungles of Malaysia so that I'll be able to wear them when I get to Montreal.
And, as always, there's Not Enough Time to get rid of the crap properly. I have two microscopes, both in large and cumbersome packing - a normal desk microscope and an Intel Video Play Microscope which requires Windows and weird drivers, and comes in a box almost exactly the size and shape of an irritatingly-sized box. I don't want to throw them away - they work. If anyone in Cambridge decides they want between one and two microscopes next week, they'll get them cheaply. But this means I have to find space in one of the boxes that goes in the car for two microscope-box-shaped boxes.
This sort of exposure to Huge Amounts of Stuff not really providing happiness enough to justify its volume leaves me wanting to head to India with a couple of changes of clothes, dress myself from Indian street markets, department stores in Bangkok, and traders selling weird batik shirts in Bali, then post back to England things I'm particularly fond of and give all the rest to Goodwill in Montreal at the end. That seems mad, but somehow no madder than carrying two warm sweatshirts around the jungles of Malaysia so that I'll be able to wear them when I get to Montreal.
