Tuesday, May 28, 2013

Who needs a truck?...

...when you have a Neon?

A Neon *may* be part of the smallest class of cars, but when we bought ours it was being marketed as the car with the "most room in its class."

 These photos are of the car all loaded up with this morning's purchase from Menards. These orange donuts are all of the tubing that will circulate warm water through our concrete floors (and under the wood floors in the bedrooms because as nice looking as polished/stained concrete floors can look, I just couldn't bring myself to do that in the bedrooms!) to heat the house. In-floor heat sounds pretty high-class, but Matt actually chose it because it is a very efficient method of heating, particularly because we do not have central air in our house so we can eliminate entirely all of the ducting involved in a more traditional forced-air heating system. (We will have an air exchanger so the house won't get stale. But that requires significantly less ducting than forced-air heat!)

The most...exciting...thing about packing this much stuff into our little Neon is that at nearly 14 years old, this little car doesn't work perfectly anymore - one of those ways is that the trunk doesn't open, so anything you want to put into or get out of the trunk has to go through the seat hatch from the back seat. As I helped Matt unload the car tonight, he just kept pulling more and more...and more stuff out of that little car!
There's the pile. And you can't even see the stuff that's stacked up inside the rings!

Our basement is starting to look like a construction staging ground, and I have a feeling its going to get worse before it gets better!

2 comments:

  1. I love it! You guys are known for your resourcefulness. Thanks for updating!
    elisa

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  2. Nah, that's nothing! I'll be impressed when you haul all that -- and kids -- back home via public transport! ;)

    Two days in our carless history really stick out for me, when we brought home a papasan chair and two huge (and differently shaped) pieces of plywood from the east side of Madison back downtown by bus, and when we moved an entire chest of drawers from Amsterdam to Tilburg by train.

    Neither of these were particularly smart things to do...

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