moving adventures
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what a few days it's been. i'm sore in places i've never been sore before. after days of packing up the apartment, the morning finally arrived. stephen and steven came over to help, although stephen only had time to tape up a few boxes before he had to catch a plane to idaho. then kristin, steven and i went to pick up the uhaul in riverside. i was amazingly happy when i found out that the truck was an automatic and not a stick shift. not that it was a smooth ride - the vehicle was creaking all over the place and potholes were awful. but i drove it back to our apartment without incident, and i backed the 14' truck into our loading dock without hitting anything! i minor miracle, if i do say so myself - Nassau is a really narrow street and even narrower when cars are parked along the curb. we packed everything into the uhaul in 3 hours, and i proceeded to drive us to the house where we're storing it all. i only got lost 4 times, and i didn't scrape anything. i did have to make an illegal left turn, but in my defense, i was extremely excited that i actually knew where i was going. when we got to the house, nate met us and with 4 of us it only took us an hour and 10 minutes to unload. i returned the uhaul (just around the corner) and kristin, nate, steven and i all went to bennigan's downtown for dinner and a well-earned drink - or two. i woke up that night at 3 am with severe upper arm pain my "biceps" were in such pain that i couldn't fall back asleep. i had to take an ibuprofen
(i've moved up a size in pills that i'm able to swallow!) before i could even get comfortable
alright, i started this, like two days ago and something else is going on: i told the met that we were moving our stuff out last saturday (which we did - of course) but they assumed that we would be moving ourselves out at that time as well, which was not the case. i've been here with the stuff kristin and i are taking to monmouth and marthe's picking me up tonight, and i'm the last one out. but the met assumed we'd be out, so they scheduled our apartment to be painted today. fun times! so they're painting, and i'm here with all my stuff in the middle of the room. good times! i'm not as sore as i was before, even after 3 nights of sleeping on pillows and a sleeping bag.
usa is playing love actually. so in appropriate for the season, and yet i'm watching it, because it's freaking adorable and it's all that's on, and i'm not leaving the three painters here with my stuff.
other thing's i'm waiting on - the salvation army to call me back and comcast to come take the cable box and internet away. will i be done with this entry before they shut things off? no one knows. maybe i'll close now. leave love.
what a few days it's been. i'm sore in places i've never been sore before. after days of packing up the apartment, the morning finally arrived. stephen and steven came over to help, although stephen only had time to tape up a few boxes before he had to catch a plane to idaho. then kristin, steven and i went to pick up the uhaul in riverside. i was amazingly happy when i found out that the truck was an automatic and not a stick shift. not that it was a smooth ride - the vehicle was creaking all over the place and potholes were awful. but i drove it back to our apartment without incident, and i backed the 14' truck into our loading dock without hitting anything! i minor miracle, if i do say so myself - Nassau is a really narrow street and even narrower when cars are parked along the curb. we packed everything into the uhaul in 3 hours, and i proceeded to drive us to the house where we're storing it all. i only got lost 4 times, and i didn't scrape anything. i did have to make an illegal left turn, but in my defense, i was extremely excited that i actually knew where i was going. when we got to the house, nate met us and with 4 of us it only took us an hour and 10 minutes to unload. i returned the uhaul (just around the corner) and kristin, nate, steven and i all went to bennigan's downtown for dinner and a well-earned drink - or two. i woke up that night at 3 am with severe upper arm pain my "biceps" were in such pain that i couldn't fall back asleep. i had to take an ibuprofen
(i've moved up a size in pills that i'm able to swallow!) before i could even get comfortable
alright, i started this, like two days ago and something else is going on: i told the met that we were moving our stuff out last saturday (which we did - of course) but they assumed that we would be moving ourselves out at that time as well, which was not the case. i've been here with the stuff kristin and i are taking to monmouth and marthe's picking me up tonight, and i'm the last one out. but the met assumed we'd be out, so they scheduled our apartment to be painted today. fun times! so they're painting, and i'm here with all my stuff in the middle of the room. good times! i'm not as sore as i was before, even after 3 nights of sleeping on pillows and a sleeping bag.
usa is playing love actually. so in appropriate for the season, and yet i'm watching it, because it's freaking adorable and it's all that's on, and i'm not leaving the three painters here with my stuff.
other thing's i'm waiting on - the salvation army to call me back and comcast to come take the cable box and internet away. will i be done with this entry before they shut things off? no one knows. maybe i'll close now. leave love.