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yesterday was a blur.
we woke up at 8 am and finished packing the truck sometime around 1 pm. not only was danny doing most of the heavy lifting (his idea, not mine) and therefore slowing down, there was a ton of random crap to deal with at the end. anyway. we got lara in her carrier (UNHAPPY LARA!! RAWR!!) and i got in danny's car and he got in the truck and away we went!
thankfully the drive up was uneventful. it was long, since we didn't go over 70 mph, and there was a potty/snack break in berkley. we got to crowne ridge around... 5ish? something like that.
then, the unloading began. dear. god. that. sucked. not because it was hard - loading the truck was harder - but with only 2 ppl, it took forever. we weren't done until 8 pm, and THEN we had to straighten enough stuff out so we could move around the house and have a place to sleep. we went, got in'n'out, came back, watched futurama while lara came out of her hidey hole to explore... and then we crashed.
this morning we were supposed to get up at 8 am - not only in case the direct tv guy came early, but also to sort out the living room (which was so crammed full of stuff that you could not even walk in it). however, when i rolled over and opened my eyes at 9:30 am, i discovered a house that was organized! apparently danny couldn't sleep at 3 am so he got up and sorted stuff out a bit.
the tv guy came, and we have satellite again! /gnome cheer! we also emptied the fluffy out of the truck and then... well, then it was time to move danny's mattresses upstairs.
.... to make a long story short, our staircase is narrow with a 90* bend and his mattresses are large. so, we had to take them out to the deck and hoist/drag them into the upstairs bedroom via the window. that was teh suxxor. not because it was difficult -- because it was *annoying.* also, the manager ppl here made me believe they'd help, and then they didn't. so i'm pissed about that. and planning on making my mind known at an appropriate time/place.
anyway. it's all good now. we have tv, and a couch, and beds. lara is adjusting. i'm leaving in a few minutes to pick up danny from the truck rental place, and then we'll find dinner, go home, do laundry, pack, sleep, and then it's VEGAS BABY!!!
i seriously. cannot. wait. for. vegas.
love kittie
we woke up at 8 am and finished packing the truck sometime around 1 pm. not only was danny doing most of the heavy lifting (his idea, not mine) and therefore slowing down, there was a ton of random crap to deal with at the end. anyway. we got lara in her carrier (UNHAPPY LARA!! RAWR!!) and i got in danny's car and he got in the truck and away we went!
thankfully the drive up was uneventful. it was long, since we didn't go over 70 mph, and there was a potty/snack break in berkley. we got to crowne ridge around... 5ish? something like that.
then, the unloading began. dear. god. that. sucked. not because it was hard - loading the truck was harder - but with only 2 ppl, it took forever. we weren't done until 8 pm, and THEN we had to straighten enough stuff out so we could move around the house and have a place to sleep. we went, got in'n'out, came back, watched futurama while lara came out of her hidey hole to explore... and then we crashed.
this morning we were supposed to get up at 8 am - not only in case the direct tv guy came early, but also to sort out the living room (which was so crammed full of stuff that you could not even walk in it). however, when i rolled over and opened my eyes at 9:30 am, i discovered a house that was organized! apparently danny couldn't sleep at 3 am so he got up and sorted stuff out a bit.
the tv guy came, and we have satellite again! /gnome cheer! we also emptied the fluffy out of the truck and then... well, then it was time to move danny's mattresses upstairs.
.... to make a long story short, our staircase is narrow with a 90* bend and his mattresses are large. so, we had to take them out to the deck and hoist/drag them into the upstairs bedroom via the window. that was teh suxxor. not because it was difficult -- because it was *annoying.* also, the manager ppl here made me believe they'd help, and then they didn't. so i'm pissed about that. and planning on making my mind known at an appropriate time/place.
anyway. it's all good now. we have tv, and a couch, and beds. lara is adjusting. i'm leaving in a few minutes to pick up danny from the truck rental place, and then we'll find dinner, go home, do laundry, pack, sleep, and then it's VEGAS BABY!!!
i seriously. cannot. wait. for. vegas.
love kittie