Forgetting for a moment the enormous expense of moving, I now have approximately 75% of my possessions in boxes in my living room. My new place is not only slightly smaller than my old place, but I've absorbed the entire Inner Drive Technology World Headquarters and International Data Center. (The IDTIDC takes up about one square meter of floor space, but five servers make a certain amount of noise.)

Photos later. For now, I'm back at work, trying not to think about the disaster area that is my new apartment...

Eight and a half hours later, I have single-handedly done the following:

• Moved four 23 kg rack-mount servers (sans rack);
• Moved four 23 kg uninterruptible power sources;
• Moved uncounted connectors, network cables, power cords, etc.;
• Updated all the DNS entries for the 33 domain names that point to said servers;
• Talked to three lovely people at my ISP's tech-support line to figure out why I couldn't connect to my new IP range (it was a PEBCAK issue on my end);
• Confirmed that my mail server can receive mail from everywhere; and
• Dropped my overall stress level by about 30%.

So now all I have to do is move a not-insignificant quantity of my mother's stuff, empty my current office, and empty my current apartment, then move the lot into my new place. Fortunately I have all day Monday to do that.

(Did I mention the three flights of stairs on the receiving end?)

Via Evanston Now:

The pension fund TIAA-CREF has closed on its purchase of the 10-year-old Park Evanston rental apartment tower at 1630 Chicago Ave. from the John Buck Company.

I mean, other than the process of moving, which isn't at all fun, is that I'm giving up access to a yard. The guy painting my new apartment pointed out to me that there are 46 steps from the alley to the third floor, and said this made getting the tarps and things into the place that much less fun. I pointed out to him that I will have to traverse all 46 steps, in every weather, in every state of health, every day, three times a day, because I can't train my dog to use a toilet. As far as Parker will notice, I'll walk him a lot more than I do now, which for him is good.

I will miss the yard, even if Parker won't care.

For the time being, I'm working on the top floor of the tallest building in Evanston, Ill. The view isn't too bad:

This morning I dropped Parker off at his new day camp, Urban Outsitters. Everyone was wagging when I left, though Parker seemed a little overwhelmed by the onrush of dogs. I was a little apprehensive, but I think he'll be fine. Do parents feel this way after dropping their kids off at a new school?

Yes, today I had my sixth consecutive flight cancellation. The sky is clear, visibility is 80 km, but the -19°C temperatures and 60 km/h wind gusts are just too much for the ancient Piper Warrior I rent.

Stay tuned.