I finally set up my television last night. Three - almost four - weeks after moving in. It just wasn't a priority amid the unpacking and box chaos, and I only did it because I wanted room in my kitchen (where the t.v. has sat since Steph, Lucinda, and I brought it in from Steph's car on moving day).
In order to set up the t.v. on the entertainment center, I first had to move it and rearrange my stereo set up. The furniture rearranging is part of a bigger organizational system that's hit a mid-point. I need to rearrange the rest of the furniture, but can't do that until the boxes are better organized. So last night I made some progress.
I plugged in the television and decided where it best fit on the entertainment center. I judged it's position relevant to the couch, and decided it's best placement. Then I realized I had no idea where the antenna was, and, in my cable-less abode, the antenna's going to be REALLY important.
It wasn't on my desk, or on the entertainment center. Nor was it in the closet, or on the coffee table with the random wires and phone cords. I finally found it in a box on the kitchen table. Ironically, the same box that holds the VCR (not yet set up. Maybe next week). Good planning!
I pulled out the antenna, plugged it into the t.v., and got static and rolling pictures. But there's sound, and the new CW seems to come in quite nicely. I tried adjusting it, and then got CBS pretty well, and one of the PBS stations also. A little more fiddling and NBC came in ok, and ABC too. Perhaps I just need to invest in one of those state-of-the-art antennas. It might help my sometimes-fuzzy radio reception also.
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