Spring Cleaning: the moving of a 100+ bottle whiskey collection
May 29, 2012 § 16 Comments
First, I must thank everyone who during this month long blogging hiatus of mine have continued commenting, checking in, reading & reacting to posts and conversations previously initiated here. You all inspire me daily.
Secondly, I must apologize for this month long “walk off” – I wish I could say I was busy traveling the world, exploring hidden distilleries and finding the hidden whisky gems of the world – but alas, I was smacked in the face with the reality called “life” (and no, this was not a TV show that realized just how cool I actually am and bombarded my life to film it)… no, it was nothing like that.
Instead, I moved. And had a big birthday (which I kind of forgot to celebrate…). And went to San Francisco. And then to Seattle. And placed very large orders for corks, bottles and the like for my own whisky brand that I’ll be launching in the Fall. And then tried to build a website. And, did I mentioned I moved? I hate the whole packing/unpacking thing. And I will forever have immense sympathy for anyone moving into an under-construction or still-being-renovated apartment as I have just done. The unpacking thing sucks – but it’s even worse when you are physically not allowed to do it and forced to live in chaos.
On the plus side – MOST of the whiskies have been unpacked! Only 5 boxes of bottles left 😉
On the day of the move, one of my neighbors sent me this text: “Funny how all of your boxes say: Fragile-Whisky or Fragile-Wine … do you not own anything else?”
Above is what’s left to unpack (eek!). But below is what the other side of this room looks like … can we all share a spa-like “ahhhhhh” moment?
It’s a work in progress but luckily as the contractor wraps up and we’re allowed to start moving into other areas of the apartment, we are whittling away at our fortress of overstuffed cardboard boxes and starting to get settled.
Preferably this will all happen in classic Mad Man style with a glass of whisky in one hand…
My apologies again for my absence, it seemed to be the perfect-storm of crazy big life changes on top of the rush-to-get-everything-done-before-summer-starts typical Spring season that was not just a ridiculous time for me but for many. On that thought, I hope you all will join me in a little toast to ourselves this evening.