Jul 07, 2002 09:54
Yesterday, I helped my friend Skitchen move into her new apartment. She moved right next door to where she was living, so at least we didn't have to deal with loading and unloading a truck. There were only 4 of us, all girls, but we did it.
She has a huge bed and a futon, a giant TV, a sofa, a dining room set and her bedroom furniture. And a TON of junk. She also hadn't packed a damn thing, so we moved most of her stuff in laundry baskets, dumping them out to get another load.
She lived on the second floor of the first house, and was moving into the second floor of the second house. Each house also had a flight of outside stairs, so it was really like she was moving from the third floor to the third floor. Thank god it wasn't mega-hot yesterday. I feel like a crooked old lady today though, I must have made 12 or more trips back and forth.
We had a good time though, and we had a better time afterwards, eating pizza on the floor and talking about everyone at work (we all work together) and general gossip. I had no idea there was so much interoffice sex going on! heehee, I'm so oblivious to all that shit. We also played 'Who's Gay At Work?' which is always fun. I don't agree with most of their picks though.