Moving is done (er, mostly; we forgot the microwave)
I got all moved!
I am a beast!
I am ... sore.
Family and friends were absolute angels. Alas, though, they could not help until after work, so most of the day it was just Daddy and his girlfriend and me. Moving the couch was a superhuman feat. But one way or another, we got it all done.
This is a real student apartment. I didn't realize quite how much smaller it would be than the last one until we finished the first truckload. I fear I must do some more purging of my keepsakes to make the situation sustainable. Things like old schoolwork and notebooks, you know.
I'm thinking "The Burrow," in honor of the Weasleys, might be a more suitable name than "The Batcave." Right now, though, with all the boxes, it just feels like the parents' basement where the stoner son lives, sleeping until 2 pm before his shift at McDonalds. I'll get it into civilized condition soon enough, though.
My first apartment of my very own!
I am a beast!
I am ... sore.
Family and friends were absolute angels. Alas, though, they could not help until after work, so most of the day it was just Daddy and his girlfriend and me. Moving the couch was a superhuman feat. But one way or another, we got it all done.
This is a real student apartment. I didn't realize quite how much smaller it would be than the last one until we finished the first truckload. I fear I must do some more purging of my keepsakes to make the situation sustainable. Things like old schoolwork and notebooks, you know.
I'm thinking "The Burrow," in honor of the Weasleys, might be a more suitable name than "The Batcave." Right now, though, with all the boxes, it just feels like the parents' basement where the stoner son lives, sleeping until 2 pm before his shift at McDonalds. I'll get it into civilized condition soon enough, though.
My first apartment of my very own!