So I’ve moved….
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So Amber and I spent the weekend moving into our new place. I say the weekend since that’s when we actually got the moving truck, but we have been packing for about a week, and even now we still have a few odds and ends to pick up from our old place, not to mention there’s a lot of cleaning to be done at the old place. I don’t expect to get my deposit back, but I’m worried about them potentially asking for more money as a result of the place being extra damaged. We’ll see how it goes.
My whole body is in a severe amount of pain from the move. I threw out my back a bit, and now any time I try to so much as cross my leg while sitting will send a jolt of pain up my ass into the small of my back. It feels like what I imagine getting pounded with a BBC would feel like for the first time. The sleep I’ve been getting has been the worst, too. The cats haven’t taken too well to the move, and as a result they’re extremely depressed and afraid; walking low to the floor and cowering in a closet mostly. We had to leave them overnight by themselves the first day, and we found the three of them under the sink the next day, which is exactly where we’d found them. One of them had thrown up. Maybe it was anxiety, maybe it was a hairball, who knows but the oracle?
Our new place is really nice. It’s technically a one bedroom, but it comes with a dining room and a den, so I’ve taken the Den as my own personal office, and Amber’s taken up the dining room as her’s. It affords her a little less privacy than me, but the tradeoff is that with the ability to close the door on me she won’t be disturbed by the loud explosions of whatever flavor of the week first person shooter I’m playing.
The place feels bigger than our old place, and in a lot of ways it is. The old place was 1300 feet spread over two floors, while the new place is just shy of 1000 feet in just one floor. Plus the new place has a fireplace, which is always fun.
There’s only a few areas in which the place is massive fail, and that’s in terms of where these geniuses decided to put their outlets. First of all, there’s no good place to put the TV. If you put the couch against the obvious wall, the TV would be directly above the fireplace, which means having to mount it to a hollow surface or use an entertainment center and block the fireplace. Alternatively, if you put the TV against the opposite wall then the couch would have to be next to the fireplace, turned away from it.
In either event, the cable outlet in the living room doesn’t seem to want you to put the TV in either area, instead deeming the obvious choice to be to put the cable outlet (and as such, your TV) in the middle of the fucking hallway. Pretty stupid.
The electric outlets in the Den and Bedroom are similarly stupidly placed. You know how rooms without lights of their own tend to have the lightswitch tied to a particular outlet so you can plug the lamp in there? This has that, except the outlet is on the opposite side of the room of the light switch. It does this despite placing an outlet directly underneath the light switch, where the only thing you’d ever want to plug into that outlet would be a lamp. Now instead, I need to plug my computer into a different outlet than the one that’s placed by it, which I learned the hard way by turning off my F-ing computer when I meant to simply turn off the light. Pretty gay, if you ask me.
But yeah, in the grand scheme of things, these are two relatively minor quirks. The den is now mostly set up, and I believe Amber’s area is mostly ready at this point. Our bedroom is mostly set up too. The only problem is we still have about 10 boxes filled with shit sitting in our living room, which means we’re going to have to either find decent places to put all of that crap, or we’re going to have to get rid of some of it.