Is there a place that doesn't hurt?
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feiran and I moved our stuff with the help of our third roommate, Liz, and our excellent friends darkling1 and theKathy, and my sister, Drew. It took six hours or thereabouts, as we worked on packing stuff to go in the truck/van loads starting at (for everyone except feiran, as she'd been packing all day) 6:30 and went until 12:30. I sent Drew home after a much longer than expected moving venture with a 32oz soda and best wishes for a safe trip (she looked exhausted, and she had to drive forty minutes home and get up early in the morning). I crashed out, happy to sleep on the giant pillows we had for the back of the couch but I managed to wrangle my mattress onto the floor and slept that way (with a towel for a blanket--it sufficed).
I am going to have to get used to the loud neighborhood, I guess. It wasn't even why I kept waking up Saturday morning--for some reason I kept managing to fall asleep while pinching nerves or something because I woke up several times when my fingers went numb (then I had to flex them and get the blood flowing again). The super came to look at my complaint list, and was able to fix one window straight away, so that was nice. I need a deadbolt lock for him to install as of Wednesday, and I was promised that we'd have an appliance delivery Monday with installation Tuesday (I'll believe that when I see it).
I went home to celebrate Father's Day a day early, but events did not unfold such that that happened. Instead, it was Bed Bath and Beyond/Wal-Mart shopping for the new place and grabbing what little sleep I could before having to get up ass early this morning to celebrate Father's Day and then run back into the city.
We had the nuttiest time going about the city getting stuff, but, to our credit, we managed to come from Westchester, go through the Bronx, Manhattan, Brooklyn and Queens without spending money off EZ Pass until I took the Henry Hudson home ($2.75!). That's three bridges, a few expressways, bunches of highways, and getting lost all factored in. Pretty amazing, you ask me--oh, four bridges, actually. I thought the city had itself rigged such that no matter how you did it, if you did a round trip through the city by car, you paid a toll (either by having every bridge/tunnel paying tolls on the outbound or inbound, I forget which). Apparently, that's not so. If you take the Brooklyn Bridge outbound and the Queensboro inbound, you can get around free! I suppose they hadn't counted on anyone willingly doing the multi-stop roundabout we had to in order to get from the East 90s to Brooklyn, to Queens, to Washington Heights.
I think we got a good deal of Liz's stuff out of her place (I can see now why she said she wouldn't have minded living all three of us to room in the new place--her sublet was tiny), and we got the majority of what was left at our old place out, too. I'll be back on Monday to show a prospective purchaser my stationary bike. If she doesn't take it, it's junked, and that's one less thing to worry about.
I have to leave the house now--and internet access!--so I can drag in a bookcase and a storage center for games and DVDs and such. I'm looking forward to making it a full half day of moving done for this new place so far. I wish it was over, but that would be foolish to assume, especially as I know it isn't. There's a couch, a recliner, and TV to worry about, but I may delay that beyond even next weekend just to recover from this one...
feiran and I moved our stuff with the help of our third roommate, Liz, and our excellent friends darkling1 and theKathy, and my sister, Drew. It took six hours or thereabouts, as we worked on packing stuff to go in the truck/van loads starting at (for everyone except feiran, as she'd been packing all day) 6:30 and went until 12:30. I sent Drew home after a much longer than expected moving venture with a 32oz soda and best wishes for a safe trip (she looked exhausted, and she had to drive forty minutes home and get up early in the morning). I crashed out, happy to sleep on the giant pillows we had for the back of the couch but I managed to wrangle my mattress onto the floor and slept that way (with a towel for a blanket--it sufficed).I am going to have to get used to the loud neighborhood, I guess. It wasn't even why I kept waking up Saturday morning--for some reason I kept managing to fall asleep while pinching nerves or something because I woke up several times when my fingers went numb (then I had to flex them and get the blood flowing again). The super came to look at my complaint list, and was able to fix one window straight away, so that was nice. I need a deadbolt lock for him to install as of Wednesday, and I was promised that we'd have an appliance delivery Monday with installation Tuesday (I'll believe that when I see it).
I went home to celebrate Father's Day a day early, but events did not unfold such that that happened. Instead, it was Bed Bath and Beyond/Wal-Mart shopping for the new place and grabbing what little sleep I could before having to get up ass early this morning to celebrate Father's Day and then run back into the city.
We had the nuttiest time going about the city getting stuff, but, to our credit, we managed to come from Westchester, go through the Bronx, Manhattan, Brooklyn and Queens without spending money off EZ Pass until I took the Henry Hudson home ($2.75!). That's three bridges, a few expressways, bunches of highways, and getting lost all factored in. Pretty amazing, you ask me--oh, four bridges, actually. I thought the city had itself rigged such that no matter how you did it, if you did a round trip through the city by car, you paid a toll (either by having every bridge/tunnel paying tolls on the outbound or inbound, I forget which). Apparently, that's not so. If you take the Brooklyn Bridge outbound and the Queensboro inbound, you can get around free! I suppose they hadn't counted on anyone willingly doing the multi-stop roundabout we had to in order to get from the East 90s to Brooklyn, to Queens, to Washington Heights.
I think we got a good deal of Liz's stuff out of her place (I can see now why she said she wouldn't have minded living all three of us to room in the new place--her sublet was tiny), and we got the majority of what was left at our old place out, too. I'll be back on Monday to show a prospective purchaser my stationary bike. If she doesn't take it, it's junked, and that's one less thing to worry about.
I have to leave the house now--and internet access!--so I can drag in a bookcase and a storage center for games and DVDs and such. I'm looking forward to making it a full half day of moving done for this new place so far. I wish it was over, but that would be foolish to assume, especially as I know it isn't. There's a couch, a recliner, and TV to worry about, but I may delay that beyond even next weekend just to recover from this one...
