Finally, we have moved ourselves out of the hellhole studio, and into this wonderous one bedroom in King's Mill apartments right down the street. Check it. http://www.sawyerapts.com/kings_mill_apartments.html
I know it only has two picture but I will post some soon when I finally get around to charging my camera. We kidded ourselves Friday night that we only had around an hour or so of packing left to do, which was amusing because it actually turned out to be 6 + hours of packing. We also had to do laundry like you wouldn't believe, including our comforter which was beyond your normal definitions of disgusting, and we finally get to bed at around 2. Well, just to make our last night in the place more magical, Angel decides she's going to host PuKeFeSt 2008!!! Seemingly mostly aiming for our newly cleaned comforter, which by morning was covered beyond salvation with thousands of chunks of bright orange puke. As you can imagine, this just added to the fun of the whole moving process.
So Chris's company let him borrow the furniture delivery truck this weekend, which was huge, and in which we almost ran over several grammas and a turtle.Moving all of our crap out the old place and up the stairs of this one finally made me really appreciate what he does every day. We were once again up until all hours on saturday night , and of course I do what I'm sure everyone does, which is to have a 1,000,000 things to unpack by you find yourself doing shit like....filling your new spice rack with spices. I also found myself threading the extension of my vaccumm cleaner into every crack and crevice I clapped and eye to, and of course practically cried when I found a half a crustly, archaic, fossilized palmetto bug in a cranny. Chris told me theres probably nothing to worry about, but I still searched with a flashlight anyway, only found a schmorgisboard of corn chips. Good thing I know what it's like to have roaches now, and everything is my kitchen is hermetically sealed.
We still have so much to do, and I should probably get in the shower, which we could not figure out how to turn on, and actually had to go up to some stranger in the complex and ask them how the hell to turn on the shower. Morons.
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I'm not exactly sure who is the moron. The person you asked how to turn on the shower, or the person who couldn't figure out how to turn it on.
By the way, when you get old enough and have moved enough, you'll understand why some people never move out of a crappy house. It's just easier to stay put.
congratulations!
I think the only way to avoid palmetto bugs is to move back from Florida...I think I just heard your mom agreeing with me...
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