I woke up thinking I might write about my time here at this current apartment -- saying goodbye -- a sort of closure. I've lived here for two years. I think it's the longest I've lived anywhere in the last 13 years. So, that's something. It came at a time when I was coming out of a relationship, needing a place to rest my head. I've taken this time to rebuild my business and get my wits about me.
That's about all I've got for now.
No time to get all sentimental. I broke down and took a dog walking job this weekend. I was getting so many calls. I turned everyone down, until one of my regulars called yesterday looking for last-minute help. So instead of reminiscing this morning, I'll be walking doggies and running to Target for at least one very important item I almost forgot. I imagine this Target trip will be the first of many this weekend.
Mover-boys are expected here anytime by the afternoon. First he said 9am. Then he said 2pm. Yesterday he said "as close to 1pm as possible." Nice huh? I don't mind. I'm supporting a 'starving screenwriter'. He and his crew have one move this morning and they'll come from there.
They'll do everything - wrap, load, unload, unwrap and assemble furniture. All for one guaranteed price. Not by the hour. No hidden costs. Robbie's coming for moral support. We'll watch...closely. I'm taking a few boxes in my car. Sentimental irreplaceables.
Hunny's with her cousin Opie and Auntie Cheryl - and the cats of course. Gotta get cash from the bank for the movers. A few more items need packing. The more I sit here, the more I think of things I need to do. I'd better go.
See you when I get to my new home. Have a great day everyone.