Here's why:
Dude. Moving is not fun. I couldn't tell you the last time I cried, but I could tell you the last time I came close: that would be yesterday. Nightmare. Actually, it could have been a lot worse. It's a good thing I have kind friends. I got to drive a U-haul - I get a small sense of accomplishment out of that, for some reason.
First, the Good Things (as my old friend Martha Stewart would say): in a last minute twist of fate, we got a house instead of an apartment. I'm really glad because even though I didn't want to complain, I wasn't that excited about apartment-dwelling. The house is in my favorite neighborhood in town and it's still really close to my office and all the other places I go. Also, it has a screened porch in the back. I know that sounds like a silly selling point, but I just love a good screened porch. And another thing, the landlords are a trip. He and his wife have been over like, 50 times to see how things are going. He promised they wouldn't be like this the whole time we lived there. I don't mind it right now because like I said, they're a trip, but this could get annoying really fast. I think they just don't have much of a life. Who knows? Maybe we'll become friends with them...and maybe we can convince him that Paprika is a perfectly reasonable color for a hallway.
The bad: we've got a lot of painting to do. I don't mind the painting so much as the taping. It will be worth it when it's done - the colors that were in there were not cool. Maybe if I'm feeling really pulled-together, I'll post some pictures. First, though: things must be unpacked. It's hard to unpack because I never know where to start and nothing has it's own spot yet. We have to be completely out of the other house by tomorrow, so I've got to focus on finishing that one first before I can really get settled. I'm going to miss the old house. I liked that place. I'll miss being able to walk to church and I'll miss being neighbors with my sister (even though it was brief). I'll miss my silent roommate. It sounds like we moved to another country - really it's about 3 miles away (max). I guess I could ride my bike to church - but that wouldn't be too pretty.
In other news: boot camp is still going great. I really like it. I wish it was longer than 6 weeks. I would totally do this year round if I could. I've found muscles I never knew I had and I'm inching closer to my goal weight/size: almost there. I'm about to try this meal-plan that a friend of mine recommended that I hope will push me over the edge. It looks kind of gross, but I'll try it for a week or two. If only I could get the kitchen organized...
Posted by christin at June 6, 2006 10:46 AM | TrackBack