Moved! Now where's my stuff?
Aug. 1st, 2002 06:29 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
thebratqueenMovers arrived at 8:30am sharp which is always a good thing. They finished at 2pm which is even better.
My old apt is bigger than my current co-op so it's going to take some finagling to get everything the way I want it to. The furniture looks like it'll be okay once everything's put away, it's just the "everything put away" parts that are going to get me. Boxes everywhere. To steal a quote from![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
stakebait, I have too much crap.
I also have, however, storage which will definitely be of the good.
Today was move and setting up 'puter. Tomorrow will be, bare minimum, dealing with the hall closet because the doors will not work and, I think, need new hardware. Can't unpack into the closet until I can get the doors open so - closet it is. Dad came up with the brilliant suggestion of just taking the doors off and putting them somewhere, but I don't know where they could go. I guess under the bed maybe.
Anyway - I'm here, the furniture is here, my home is a maze of boxes but hope springs eternal.
In other news I've regressed to a 50s highschooler waiting for a prom date as the end of the week comes and there are no phone calls from the job I applied for last week. I realize it's a small chance, but I actually liked the sound of this job and think I would kick ass at it, so [pouts] Why don't they caaaalllll?
Ahem. Done with the whining now. You can go about your business.
My old apt is bigger than my current co-op so it's going to take some finagling to get everything the way I want it to. The furniture looks like it'll be okay once everything's put away, it's just the "everything put away" parts that are going to get me. Boxes everywhere. To steal a quote from
stakebait, I have too much crap.I also have, however, storage which will definitely be of the good.
Today was move and setting up 'puter. Tomorrow will be, bare minimum, dealing with the hall closet because the doors will not work and, I think, need new hardware. Can't unpack into the closet until I can get the doors open so - closet it is. Dad came up with the brilliant suggestion of just taking the doors off and putting them somewhere, but I don't know where they could go. I guess under the bed maybe.
Anyway - I'm here, the furniture is here, my home is a maze of boxes but hope springs eternal.
In other news I've regressed to a 50s highschooler waiting for a prom date as the end of the week comes and there are no phone calls from the job I applied for last week. I realize it's a small chance, but I actually liked the sound of this job and think I would kick ass at it, so [pouts] Why don't they caaaalllll?
Ahem. Done with the whining now. You can go about your business.
