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As of right now, roughly half of our possessions have been moved to the new apartment. Actually, they've been moved to the apartment above the one we will eventually live in. Today, my brother and sister drove up from Dayton to help pack, and wow, that was helpful. We finished off the living room ( most of it had been packed up on Sunday) and then moved downstairs to tackle the ever-growing pile of leather that Jeff has acquired over the years. It was quite a feat, taking two loads of my brother's Bronco and the Camry.
The apartment has taken a bit longer to revive than anticipated, the wear and tear of an old man living in the same space for 11 years, who neglected to tell them of leaks and issues like termites makes a big mess. Jeff tore down ceilings in the kitchen and bathroom, though that one mostly fell on him, as well as the back wall of the bedroom last week. Saturday we made a party of it and put drywall up on the ceilings. Sunday my mom and step-dad came up and helped me pack up the living area and move some of the larger things first, along with the help of an awesome friend while Jeff started stuccoing the back wall back into place. Monday was more stucco, Tuesday and Wednesday I went to work and did working things. I feel bad only working 2 days, but it was really needed. I'll just have to make up for it in September. Work is great, they tend to understand emergencies like this and I try to leave them very little to screw up when I'm not there.
This weekend is the Salt Fork Festival out in Cambridge. It's a festival we've been vending at now for three years so we're pretty comfortable with going there and hanging out for three days. There shouldn't be too much drama.