I'm alive, but that's about all I can say
Oh, and our new house is still awesome. But after driving close to 20 hours in two days, then cleaning for two days, I am tired, tired, tired. And hot. Did I mention how hot it is here? And how sunny? I've lived in Seattle for three years -- I don't know what to do about the sun and heat! I feel like I should shrivel up when the sun touches me.
My job interview at a public library in Lakewood went well enough, and I'll hear next week if I get the job or not. I hope I get the job. Otherwise, it's a return to cruising the LIS job sites, the local public library sites, and so on. So . . . frustrating . . .
Other things have gone well. I found the Super Target, which happens to be in this huge Cherry Creek mall area. And I found a coffeeshop/bar with free wi-fi one block from my house (called There Bar) and it happens to be a GAY BAR! What are the odds, right? And I parallel parked in front of my house twice without embarrassing myself. (I did embarrass myself pulling into the small, one-car garage, however, because the turn from the alley is tight and there are lots of other cars parked there.) And I met a nice neighbor who is a teacher and is probably also gay.
Nothing else has gone that well, however. The truck was supposed to come today, but now we've been informed that it's late, and they're not sure when it's getting here. They are supposed to call me today. Luckily, the moving guys we hired -- A Simple Move -- are very flexible and nice and are keeping times on Saturday and Sunday open for us, because we don't know anyone else here and if we can't get our movers and our truck together, we're screwed. Then, there is the not small issue of parking -- we live around three very busy streets with condos up and down, and so there isn't much street parking. During the week, in the afternoon, there is space because everyone goes to work, but the truck is now supposedly coming on the weekend. Also, I have just learned that the Pride Fest is tomorrow, and that it (of course) takes place in this neighborhood (I knew Cheesman Park was the gayborhood, but I forgot about Pride), and the parade route will go right by our street. Yeah, so . . . I can't see how there will be parking if people are massing down here for Pride, at least if it's anything like the Chicago one. The alley behind our house, where the garage is, is probably our best bet, except that it will probably block off some people's parking spaces for a while. It won't be so bad if we can get A Simple Move over and unload in a few hours, and if the stupid ABF people will pick up the truck right away instead of leaving it until Monday . . . there are just a lot of ifs and buts. I'm trying not to freak out, but it's not working.
So, that's my post about moving so far. Now I need to go read days of LJ backlog before I go back home to commence cleaning and feeling sorry for myself some more.
My job interview at a public library in Lakewood went well enough, and I'll hear next week if I get the job or not. I hope I get the job. Otherwise, it's a return to cruising the LIS job sites, the local public library sites, and so on. So . . . frustrating . . .
Other things have gone well. I found the Super Target, which happens to be in this huge Cherry Creek mall area. And I found a coffeeshop/bar with free wi-fi one block from my house (called There Bar) and it happens to be a GAY BAR! What are the odds, right? And I parallel parked in front of my house twice without embarrassing myself. (I did embarrass myself pulling into the small, one-car garage, however, because the turn from the alley is tight and there are lots of other cars parked there.) And I met a nice neighbor who is a teacher and is probably also gay.
Nothing else has gone that well, however. The truck was supposed to come today, but now we've been informed that it's late, and they're not sure when it's getting here. They are supposed to call me today. Luckily, the moving guys we hired -- A Simple Move -- are very flexible and nice and are keeping times on Saturday and Sunday open for us, because we don't know anyone else here and if we can't get our movers and our truck together, we're screwed. Then, there is the not small issue of parking -- we live around three very busy streets with condos up and down, and so there isn't much street parking. During the week, in the afternoon, there is space because everyone goes to work, but the truck is now supposedly coming on the weekend. Also, I have just learned that the Pride Fest is tomorrow, and that it (of course) takes place in this neighborhood (I knew Cheesman Park was the gayborhood, but I forgot about Pride), and the parade route will go right by our street. Yeah, so . . . I can't see how there will be parking if people are massing down here for Pride, at least if it's anything like the Chicago one. The alley behind our house, where the garage is, is probably our best bet, except that it will probably block off some people's parking spaces for a while. It won't be so bad if we can get A Simple Move over and unload in a few hours, and if the stupid ABF people will pick up the truck right away instead of leaving it until Monday . . . there are just a lot of ifs and buts. I'm trying not to freak out, but it's not working.
So, that's my post about moving so far. Now I need to go read days of LJ backlog before I go back home to commence cleaning and feeling sorry for myself some more.