DONE. I can has Wyoming apartment!
The move is done. *points at icon* That's pretty typical of the usual sunset view out my bedroom and office windows. Pretty nice, no?
And thanks to you guys for all the good wishes on Friday!
10 things about moving and Cheyenne and work:
1. Got to work in 12 minutes this morning. WOO!
2. Computer hooked up, if not connected to internet. TV and DVD player, same, with no cable yet. TV/phone/internet guy coming this afternoon, yays.
3. Wyoming is not Nebraska because you *can* still see mountains. They are farther off, like blips on an EKG, but they are regular and promise that if you drive there, it will be mountainous. Plus you can see buttes and little valleys and dips in between you and them; they aren't like the badlands of SD buttes, being gold-green and gold-brown instead of black-white rock, but they're still visually entertaining. And if I *need* mountains (and who doesn't?) I can drive 10 minutes south and see them from there, park on the side of the interstate and stare at them until my brain equalizes.
4. If you look east, you aren't quite in the Midwest, either, since there are rolling hills just below horizon level. But still, awful flat compared to Colorado, and WIND. WHOOSH. They really weren't kidding about that. Fortunately I like that stuff. At least I do now, when it hasn't dumped a ton of snow on my car yet.
5. It is weird and good and a little bit sad to move out of my parents' place again. Almost like leaving for college again; and yet not. I'll miss 'em as roommates, they've been great the last 2+ years, letting me live there largely rent-free when I was going through bouts of unemployment, and just being mostly good company throughout that time. Still, it is definitely time to get my new place... I think the last couple weeks we were all hanging on in anticipation of me getting OUT of there, and I know they're happy to have their rec room and second guest room back. It's so *large*. They can have big parties again! They'll just have to actually pay a housesitter the next time they leave the country or go to Arizona now.
6. Co-worker C's cubicle is full of 400 balloons. Her 41st birthday was a week or so ago. My birthday? Is coming up next week, on Thursday. Silly string has been mentioned. FEAR.
7. Work continues well, yay. I will probably be cursing ArcGIS more as we've gotten into it more, here, but it is good to have a project to curse.
8. My little 4-room place has a teeny tiny kitchen. A tiny office. A good-size bedroom. A decent-size living room. I love it to pieces already. I'm having way too much fun finding clothes I forgot in the last two years, pictures I couldn't hang up in my parents' house for lack of room, shoes I never unpacked, books I haven't read, and knicknacks I had to just forget because there was no room. It's like having Christina-world back. YAY.
9. There is a Penny's Diner less than 6 blocks from my house; allnight diner, next to the hotels, which are next to the airport. If I get insomnia, or just feel like being dumb, I can go hang out somewhere that's open no matter what time of night it is. I may go there for dinner tonight.
10. We told Niecelet #1 that I was moving out of Grandma & Grandpa's a few days ago, over videophone. She pouted and started to cry that I wouldn't be there when she came down for visits; we had to promise her that I would come down every time she visited, to play with her. *hugs her* Meanwhile, her baby sister wandered like a pink blur through the background of the vid pick-up, bobbing her head to her own internal music, occasionally saying "there you go!" Bro says the Daycare Lady asked them how they deal with Niecelet #2; they told her 'alcohol.' "What kind do you drink?" "No, it's for her." (joking, no worries... but I foresee Ritalin for her or sedation for them when she finally turns 2).
And thanks to you guys for all the good wishes on Friday!
10 things about moving and Cheyenne and work:
1. Got to work in 12 minutes this morning. WOO!
2. Computer hooked up, if not connected to internet. TV and DVD player, same, with no cable yet. TV/phone/internet guy coming this afternoon, yays.
3. Wyoming is not Nebraska because you *can* still see mountains. They are farther off, like blips on an EKG, but they are regular and promise that if you drive there, it will be mountainous. Plus you can see buttes and little valleys and dips in between you and them; they aren't like the badlands of SD buttes, being gold-green and gold-brown instead of black-white rock, but they're still visually entertaining. And if I *need* mountains (and who doesn't?) I can drive 10 minutes south and see them from there, park on the side of the interstate and stare at them until my brain equalizes.
4. If you look east, you aren't quite in the Midwest, either, since there are rolling hills just below horizon level. But still, awful flat compared to Colorado, and WIND. WHOOSH. They really weren't kidding about that. Fortunately I like that stuff. At least I do now, when it hasn't dumped a ton of snow on my car yet.
5. It is weird and good and a little bit sad to move out of my parents' place again. Almost like leaving for college again; and yet not. I'll miss 'em as roommates, they've been great the last 2+ years, letting me live there largely rent-free when I was going through bouts of unemployment, and just being mostly good company throughout that time. Still, it is definitely time to get my new place... I think the last couple weeks we were all hanging on in anticipation of me getting OUT of there, and I know they're happy to have their rec room and second guest room back. It's so *large*. They can have big parties again! They'll just have to actually pay a housesitter the next time they leave the country or go to Arizona now.
6. Co-worker C's cubicle is full of 400 balloons. Her 41st birthday was a week or so ago. My birthday? Is coming up next week, on Thursday. Silly string has been mentioned. FEAR.
7. Work continues well, yay. I will probably be cursing ArcGIS more as we've gotten into it more, here, but it is good to have a project to curse.
8. My little 4-room place has a teeny tiny kitchen. A tiny office. A good-size bedroom. A decent-size living room. I love it to pieces already. I'm having way too much fun finding clothes I forgot in the last two years, pictures I couldn't hang up in my parents' house for lack of room, shoes I never unpacked, books I haven't read, and knicknacks I had to just forget because there was no room. It's like having Christina-world back. YAY.
9. There is a Penny's Diner less than 6 blocks from my house; allnight diner, next to the hotels, which are next to the airport. If I get insomnia, or just feel like being dumb, I can go hang out somewhere that's open no matter what time of night it is. I may go there for dinner tonight.
10. We told Niecelet #1 that I was moving out of Grandma & Grandpa's a few days ago, over videophone. She pouted and started to cry that I wouldn't be there when she came down for visits; we had to promise her that I would come down every time she visited, to play with her. *hugs her* Meanwhile, her baby sister wandered like a pink blur through the background of the vid pick-up, bobbing her head to her own internal music, occasionally saying "there you go!" Bro says the Daycare Lady asked them how they deal with Niecelet #2; they told her 'alcohol.' "What kind do you drink?" "No, it's for her." (joking, no worries... but I foresee Ritalin for her or sedation for them when she finally turns 2).