It's good to be back home again
Apr. 27th, 2003 06:46 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
robotech_master...even if that home is a home that hasn't been yet.
This morning, the parents arrived at about 9-9:30 a.m. to truck some furniture up from my brother Aaron's—the day bed ("Does this mean I can't sleep on it at night?") and upscale chest of drawers. Meanwhile, I was down at K-mart getting spare keys remade, and I met them here. After that, we went back over to my room for a couple of hours of high-intensity packing...taking down posters, boxing up everything we could. We ate lunch at the Subway across the street, and when we came back to resume the effort, a couple of nice, burly neighbors whom I had never before met, named Adam and Lee, offered their help. We gladly accepted, and loaded the parents' horse trailer with stuff in record time.
We trucked it on over to the new place and carried it in—now I have an excellent bed in my main bedroom, and the one I've slept on for the last four years in the other one. Heh. Due to a sprung spring in that mattress, all my underwear have holes in the area of the right buttock...but when we turned the mattress over, we found the other side was actually in pretty good shape. So all these years, I've slept on a somewhat uncomfortable mattress when in fact all I had to do was just flip it over.
I also have a very good chest of drawers in my main bedroom, and the somewhat cruddy one from the old apartment is relegated to the guest room. (Do you sense a theme here?) Anyway, Mom and I unpacked some whilst Dad and Aaron (who'd managed to get out of a prior committment at church in order to help us) ran up to a hardware store to get a necessary bolt to complete the assembly of the day bed. While they were gone, my adorable niece Aeris (yes, like the video game character) was left in our care. To keep her occupied, I put Panda! Go Panda!, the Miyazaki kiddie cartoon, in the computer and let her watch it. And watch it she did, the very picture of happy baby TV-watching bliss. She was actually scared and crying a little at one part, where the papa panda has to rescue the baby and Mimiko from a waterfall and a whirlpool, but then was happy and excited again after that. Funny...I wasn't sure how much she could understand what was going on at that age, but I guess she could at least follow a simple animated feature after all.
And so we unpacked stuff, and put stuff in its place, for a while, then Aaron had to go home and my folks and I had to go back to our apartment and do more cleaning. We even managed to restore the bathtub, which was covered with lime, and the toilet, which looked like something had died in it, to relatively pristine states. (Well, I say "we," but it was my parents, God bless them, who did most of the work there.) Finally, we loaded the last bit of stuff up into my car, and they headed home, and I came back to this apartment, where I'm taking a load off my feet and settling in, watching the cat Gumdrop wander dispiritedly around, and trying to build up the energy to go out and get shower curtains and the other last few things I need and hunt up the sheets and stuff with which to make the bed.
The one serious bobble in the move was the fridge in the new place. When the folks looked into the freezer, they found the base of it was bowed upward oddly. Aaron guessed that this was likely due to water seeping under it and freezing...and after he disassembled it, sure enough that turned out to be the case. So he set it to defrosting, and we moved my frozen food back to the old apartment's freezer. I'll pick it up and move it back into mine after work tomorrow, when Aaron comes back by to finish putting the new freezer back together.
It's just amazing! Even with boxes taking up about a third of the living room still, there's still so much more room than I had before. I feel so...uncramped. My videotape and DVD racks are able to sit right there on the floor, within easy access, not up on the dresser like they had to be before. My desk is in a nice corner of the room right by the windows so I can look outside and see what's going on...watch the neighbors' kids pedalling bikes and bigwheels around the driveway. It's just so...so nice in a way that my prior apartment never was.
It's going to be tough, but I'll get used to this somehow.
This morning, the parents arrived at about 9-9:30 a.m. to truck some furniture up from my brother Aaron's—the day bed ("Does this mean I can't sleep on it at night?") and upscale chest of drawers. Meanwhile, I was down at K-mart getting spare keys remade, and I met them here. After that, we went back over to my room for a couple of hours of high-intensity packing...taking down posters, boxing up everything we could. We ate lunch at the Subway across the street, and when we came back to resume the effort, a couple of nice, burly neighbors whom I had never before met, named Adam and Lee, offered their help. We gladly accepted, and loaded the parents' horse trailer with stuff in record time.
We trucked it on over to the new place and carried it in—now I have an excellent bed in my main bedroom, and the one I've slept on for the last four years in the other one. Heh. Due to a sprung spring in that mattress, all my underwear have holes in the area of the right buttock...but when we turned the mattress over, we found the other side was actually in pretty good shape. So all these years, I've slept on a somewhat uncomfortable mattress when in fact all I had to do was just flip it over.
I also have a very good chest of drawers in my main bedroom, and the somewhat cruddy one from the old apartment is relegated to the guest room. (Do you sense a theme here?) Anyway, Mom and I unpacked some whilst Dad and Aaron (who'd managed to get out of a prior committment at church in order to help us) ran up to a hardware store to get a necessary bolt to complete the assembly of the day bed. While they were gone, my adorable niece Aeris (yes, like the video game character) was left in our care. To keep her occupied, I put Panda! Go Panda!, the Miyazaki kiddie cartoon, in the computer and let her watch it. And watch it she did, the very picture of happy baby TV-watching bliss. She was actually scared and crying a little at one part, where the papa panda has to rescue the baby and Mimiko from a waterfall and a whirlpool, but then was happy and excited again after that. Funny...I wasn't sure how much she could understand what was going on at that age, but I guess she could at least follow a simple animated feature after all.
And so we unpacked stuff, and put stuff in its place, for a while, then Aaron had to go home and my folks and I had to go back to our apartment and do more cleaning. We even managed to restore the bathtub, which was covered with lime, and the toilet, which looked like something had died in it, to relatively pristine states. (Well, I say "we," but it was my parents, God bless them, who did most of the work there.) Finally, we loaded the last bit of stuff up into my car, and they headed home, and I came back to this apartment, where I'm taking a load off my feet and settling in, watching the cat Gumdrop wander dispiritedly around, and trying to build up the energy to go out and get shower curtains and the other last few things I need and hunt up the sheets and stuff with which to make the bed.
The one serious bobble in the move was the fridge in the new place. When the folks looked into the freezer, they found the base of it was bowed upward oddly. Aaron guessed that this was likely due to water seeping under it and freezing...and after he disassembled it, sure enough that turned out to be the case. So he set it to defrosting, and we moved my frozen food back to the old apartment's freezer. I'll pick it up and move it back into mine after work tomorrow, when Aaron comes back by to finish putting the new freezer back together.
It's just amazing! Even with boxes taking up about a third of the living room still, there's still so much more room than I had before. I feel so...uncramped. My videotape and DVD racks are able to sit right there on the floor, within easy access, not up on the dresser like they had to be before. My desk is in a nice corner of the room right by the windows so I can look outside and see what's going on...watch the neighbors' kids pedalling bikes and bigwheels around the driveway. It's just so...so nice in a way that my prior apartment never was.
It's going to be tough, but I'll get used to this somehow.
