URP: Saving the worst 'til last

We've put it off as long as we could, but the painter moves into our bedroom/bathroom on Monday, so we're slowly shifting our life into the other parts of the house. And thus the URP begins its most critical phase.

This is much worse than just moving some clothes and toiletries into new rooms. My "office," such as it is, resides in our bedroom and thus I have to relocate my computers, monitor, printer and all essential peripherals into the game room. And, of course, we don't have an internet connection in that room, so I had to run a temporary cable. (Now, in a bit of uncharacteristic good fortune, the cable splitter is located a mere twenty feet from the wall outlet I tapped into, so running the new cable itself was easy. And in drilling blindly through the wall from the inside out, my masonry bit went precisely into the mortar between the bricks, making the process really easy. Of course, I then managed to make a mess of things anyway, but I won't bore you with the details, at least not until the statute of limitations expires.)

I'll probably wait until tomorrow afternoon to make the switch on the internet connection and move my desktop computer and monitor. If you don't hear anything from me for two weeks, I (probably) haven't died; I just killed my internet connection and/or computer. Which, now that I think about it, might be even worse than actual death.

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