Yep.
Yeah, so, I fell way behind on posting photos, but I did make it past 30 by the end of November, and honestly, I have a bunch more that I'd planned to post, but I didn't have time to edit them. I always forget to factor in the effects of Thanksgiving weekend when I plan my November. You can see the rest on Flickr, and I'll probably post a few more, once I get them edited. I figure, eh, it still counts if I shot the photo in November, right?
In other news, today is bout day, and I am not rostered to skate (not shocked about that, since they had 14 people for their 14-person roster, before drafting me and my two rookie pals), but I'm still really amped. I'm pleasantly surprised at how much I already love my team after two short weeks. Hell, really, more like 1.5 weeks, since things got cancelled for the Thanksgiving holiday. I'm excited to put on all the gold glitter I can possibly muster, and scream my head off for my teammates. Oh, and actually sit with my friends who I sold tickets to, instead of slaving away at some horribly draining usher shift.
Oh, and the studio move is being delayed, which is simultaneously annoying and a relief. Short version: the wood floors didn't turn out anywhere near as well as the contractors led me to believe--enough so that the leasing agent was visibly embarrassed--so I wound up saying that if they don't refinish the floors, then I don't want the space. Leasing agent went to bat for me right away, and got back to me maybe an hour later, to tell me the landlord agreed to refinish the floors! Down side? The refinishing work will take a few days, so it's pushing back the move date.
No lie, I really, really was looking forward to getting the move done with and getting the hell out of the old building, but I'm not exactly heartbroken that it doesn't all have to happen this weekend. In fact, if this hadn't happened, I wouldn't be at home posting this--I'd be in the new studio, furiously painting as much as possible before moving my stuff in. Now, since I'm not moving my stuff on Sunday, I don't have to rush through the painting, and I won't be a completely stressed-out wreck from juggling derby and moving responsibilities in the span of the same 48 hours.
Still, I'm really looking forward to moving out of the old building. The management there has been stunningly unresponsive to all of my attempts at communication with them over the past two months, and they hadn't exactly been on-point with things before that, either. They obviously don't care about maintaining a business relationship with a good tenant like me, seeing as I can count exactly how many craps they give without using any of my fingers.
In other news, today is bout day, and I am not rostered to skate (not shocked about that, since they had 14 people for their 14-person roster, before drafting me and my two rookie pals), but I'm still really amped. I'm pleasantly surprised at how much I already love my team after two short weeks. Hell, really, more like 1.5 weeks, since things got cancelled for the Thanksgiving holiday. I'm excited to put on all the gold glitter I can possibly muster, and scream my head off for my teammates. Oh, and actually sit with my friends who I sold tickets to, instead of slaving away at some horribly draining usher shift.
Oh, and the studio move is being delayed, which is simultaneously annoying and a relief. Short version: the wood floors didn't turn out anywhere near as well as the contractors led me to believe--enough so that the leasing agent was visibly embarrassed--so I wound up saying that if they don't refinish the floors, then I don't want the space. Leasing agent went to bat for me right away, and got back to me maybe an hour later, to tell me the landlord agreed to refinish the floors! Down side? The refinishing work will take a few days, so it's pushing back the move date.
No lie, I really, really was looking forward to getting the move done with and getting the hell out of the old building, but I'm not exactly heartbroken that it doesn't all have to happen this weekend. In fact, if this hadn't happened, I wouldn't be at home posting this--I'd be in the new studio, furiously painting as much as possible before moving my stuff in. Now, since I'm not moving my stuff on Sunday, I don't have to rush through the painting, and I won't be a completely stressed-out wreck from juggling derby and moving responsibilities in the span of the same 48 hours.
Still, I'm really looking forward to moving out of the old building. The management there has been stunningly unresponsive to all of my attempts at communication with them over the past two months, and they hadn't exactly been on-point with things before that, either. They obviously don't care about maintaining a business relationship with a good tenant like me, seeing as I can count exactly how many craps they give without using any of my fingers.