Well, Andi and I have agreed on an apartment. I like it. It's bright. It's clean. It's close. And it's available. It's been quite a hassle -- and it's not over. But it's happening as it needs to, I suppose. We've paid a holding fee but nothing is definite until Andi's signature makes it across the state lines and I'm handed the keys.
Still, even if this falls through for some reason (which it won't) we have to move no matter what. So I spent most of the day packing. The best purchase I made -- boxes. I've moved many (too many) times. Never have I paid money for moving boxes. I usually get produce remnants from grocery stores. That makes for creative packing. But these boxes are all the same size. I bought 15 small and 5 medium boxes. The medium are too big for me. I assembled two but I'm returning the other three in exchange for more small. I don't have much left to pack really.
I have two weeks worth of laundry to do so I'll have enough clothes to get me to the new place -- which has a washer/dryer in the unit, thankyouverymuch! I've kept the essentials out -- bathroom and office supplies, tools, vitamins, food and coffee pot. Lights are still strung. But as you can see, I can't get to my corner lamp anymore.
Today's adventure confirmed my decision to hire help on moving day. Sure, I could take a few boxes each day. We're only moving eight blocks from here. But I can already feel how exhausting that could be. Instead, I'm willing to pay a couple of strong guys for two solid hours of their time and muscle.
I don't have a lot of stuff, but things add up. CDs, DVDs, games, trinkets, towels, blankets, files, files, books, books, books...
One local mover told me not to fill boxes with books. That's a mover's nightmare. So I broke everything up. Books and other heavy items only fill half of each box. The other half is packed with lighter things, like clothes and towels. That way, just in case I can't get help to move (or for some stupid reason, I decidenot to hire help), I can lift each box. Well, I could earlier. We'll see how I feel tomorrow. I can feel my body seizing up already. It's been a day of activity. Dogpark, pack, dogpark, pack, walk/play with the dogs, pack. We're all pretty worn out.
I just received two new DVDs from Netflix -- The beginning of Survivor: Season 2. Yeah baby. There's no telling when I'll be back now...
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