Moved
November 26, 2005
You know how much fun moving during a snowstorm on Thanksgiving can be? Just about as much fun as you might think.
And instead of pouting about missing out on the "I am thankful for..." list-love that every blogger did a few days ago, I'll just do it a few days late. I am thankful for:
- the box-bed pickup B was able to borrow from work, successfully keeping all of our furniture and boxes out of the snow;
- the snowstorm (yes, really), and the accompanying cloud cover that held the city's warmth close to the earth so that we were moving boxes and furniture at 0°F instead of -27°F like it currently is;
- a husband who carried all of the boxes and furniture to the truck and then up two flights of stairs to the new place all by himself, and then hoisted a chest of drawers, armoire, and every piece from our waterbed either up the spiral staircase or over the side of the loft with a heavy rope, again all by himself;
- the arrangement whereby I packed the boxes and he transported the boxes, leaving the food from the refrigerator and our paintings as the only items I was to transport;
- the frozen store-bought lasagna NOT frozen store-bought pizza that served as our holiday meal, and my mother who insisted I set the record straight so that I did not lie to you, dear Internet;
- having most of the boxes already unpacked
- being able to sleep on our waterbed after a night on the Inflatable Mattress That Refused To Stay Inflated.;
- getting our internet switched over to the new place in just over 24 hours;
- the six hooks on which my pots and pans now hang, making the kitchen look like a real kitchen meant to be taken seriously;
- the pink carpet and tan-pink walls don't look that pink when only half the bulbs in the ugly chandelier work, it looks more warm and inviting and needs a fire crackling in a fireplace (which we sadly do not have);
- and all that is left to be done at the old apartment is steam the carpet, figure out how to move my giant, bottom-less, flower boxes (am hoping the dirt is frozen enough that B and one of his beefy coworkers can screw some heavy duty handles to the sides and lift them into the truck), and hand over the keys.
2 Comments
I've seen some nice faux-fireplaces in town. I'm sure that would help add to the ambiance. Just a thought.
Good to hear the move went well, but next move you should consider 1/2 doz. cans of raviolis(boy-oh-boy). The flavor(s) is suprisingly to the lasagna, but doesn't take an hour to cook(and, there's a map to the hospital on the back of the label to get stomach pumped). At least you have more class than taco smell.
Did you pick a "non-frost" outlet for your drive this year?