2 posts tagged “moving”
Actually, surprisingly, they are. Not that their new song sounds anything like anything on the radio now, instead sounding like everything that ever hit the radio between 1997 and six weeks later in 1997. It's bad. Not a fan...
Anyway, the point is that I'm moved into my new apartment and things have so far been going swimmingly. Well, except for the drama with the whole getting the internet/phone service up and running. I now have more bills than I used to. And I don't really like that. I'm thinking of shutting down my Netflix account and switching to another TiVo account. Because you see, my current Tivo is fine, but it's like Vintage TiVo, so it's got the lifetime subscription, which isn't sold anymore. So, I'm keeping that one for sure. Then, Lee gave me his Series 2 TiVo (seriously, the thing was untouched, the manuals were still in the shrink wrap). I'm going to be using that one. I just can't decide whether to put it in the bedroom or attach it to the main TV and just use the other one for something else. Either way. I just don't know.
Also, I now have a kind of stalker. It's weird. He and I have this weird sparky thing between us. But we've never actually done anything together. Anyway, he showed up on the bus on Tuesday and wanted to hang out today. Got out of it because of work obligations, but it was close. It's not that I don't like him, it's just that he comes on SO strong. On the plus side, he's sort of well off and he's pretty decent some of the time. Plus, he has a lot of friends, which could become my friends if I play my cards right. The only problem is that I have to be friends with him and not anything more, which I believe he wants. Something more than friends, I mean. I guess. I don't know. All I do know is that he really kind of bugs me, but I like that he does or something. It's kind of complicated. And he's not even that cute (not that that's ever stopped me from anything before, haha).
So there's my abysmal little update. I was going to cook myself some dinner, but I think I might just order a pizza or something. Who can say?
It truly amazes me how easy it has been to pack my shit. I hadn't realized that I didn't have as much stuff as I thought I did. Does that make sense. I mean, I found boxes in my closet that I haven't opened since I moved to this apartment 5 years ago. I mean, literally. 5 years, this stuff has been stuck in a box.
Like, my bowling pin. My dad used to be friends with a woman who owned a bowling alley and she gave my siblings and I a bowling pin each. My sister always knew where hers was, but I couldn't find it after we moved here. Then, tonight, as I was half-watching General Hospital, I found the damn thing. Along with some random papers. Anyway, I managed to pull out 2 bags of trash, 1 bag of clothes for Goodwill, and all the while emptying 3 boxes and re-packing one of them (all of my DVDs fit (barely) in one box).
Unfortunately, I still have to actually CLEAN the room, too, not just pack it. If it were me, I'd leave the carpet nasty anyway (the complex always re-carpets when people leave), but I know my mother and she'll want to leave the place the way we found it (smelling of crack smoke and dirt? No, just bare and with clean carpets).
Just felt the need to share my awe at the mighty wonder that is packing up your shit to get the hell out of Dodge.
