Ten Days Later
With good fortune beyond compare, shesqueals had a last-minute cancellation of plans and was able to help me move. Good thing, too, or else there is no way I could have gotten finished in just one day. A little help from the landlord and my new roommate was also very welcome, otherwise getting my mattress and box spring up to the third floor in those narrow stairways would not have happened. My new landlord was taken by surprise that I was actually ready and able to move just two days after I told him I wanted the room. Still, he wasn't exactly complaining.
Both shesqueals and I were desperately worn out by the end of it all. I was able to tough-it-out and make it into work the day-after. But by Tuesday (March 1st) I realized I needed a day of rest to recover somewhat from the ordeal. I was still sore and aching for the rest of the week, but was feeling like myself again by Saturday... just in time for me to get my housewarming gift from shesqueals: a set of brand new non-stick-coating pots and pans with kitchen utensils, plus a full set of knives. Now, I have no excuses for not using the kitchen more often.
So here it is, ten days later, and everything is in good order. All the unpacking is done, and the room is set-up the way I want it. There was a rather good sized mirror I inherited from the previous roommates, and earlier tonight I got the proper hooks and such to get it hung in a good spot. I'm also letting some glue set as part of some repairs I'm doing to one of my dressers drawers (the bottom keeps coming loose). The only loose ends I have left to deal with are a box of "things" I will either toss and/or give away, and to get some shelves or something for the smaller closet so I can better organize the stuff that’s in there. I may also get a rug of some sort to cover the rough-spots in the hardwood floor.
But all-in-all, this place feels like home... and that is a really good feeling.
Ever forward...
Both shesqueals and I were desperately worn out by the end of it all. I was able to tough-it-out and make it into work the day-after. But by Tuesday (March 1st) I realized I needed a day of rest to recover somewhat from the ordeal. I was still sore and aching for the rest of the week, but was feeling like myself again by Saturday... just in time for me to get my housewarming gift from shesqueals: a set of brand new non-stick-coating pots and pans with kitchen utensils, plus a full set of knives. Now, I have no excuses for not using the kitchen more often.
So here it is, ten days later, and everything is in good order. All the unpacking is done, and the room is set-up the way I want it. There was a rather good sized mirror I inherited from the previous roommates, and earlier tonight I got the proper hooks and such to get it hung in a good spot. I'm also letting some glue set as part of some repairs I'm doing to one of my dressers drawers (the bottom keeps coming loose). The only loose ends I have left to deal with are a box of "things" I will either toss and/or give away, and to get some shelves or something for the smaller closet so I can better organize the stuff that’s in there. I may also get a rug of some sort to cover the rough-spots in the hardwood floor.
But all-in-all, this place feels like home... and that is a really good feeling.
Ever forward...