the perils of putting one foot in front of the other

Jun 02, 2009 10:32

So, the main part of the move went really well. I am very thankful to the people who came to help.

On Sunday, I went back to my apartment with my mother to try to finish up. However, whilst carrying a box down the back stairs, I fell, hard. As a result I have one sprained left ankle, and a severly sprained, swollen, hella painful right foot... to where I can barely walk, even with the crutches.

Crap crap crap! So now I had to ask for an extension from my old landlord, which will cost me $100+ and still need to beg for help to clean my apartment and remove thelast few things from the kitchen. I think Andrew is going to get sick of bringing me things pretty quickly. I hope I can drive soon. I hate not being independent!

I am so over living in chaos and want to whip this new house into shape ASAP. and then we can have a party.
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