Collected rug from the cleaners

The dude at the cleaners really wanted me to have them mend it as well. Which, yeah, it could use mending, but no, I can't afford it.

Re-arranged all the rugs for good measure.


Bedtime reading: Passage, Connie Willis

Tidied everything away

So the stuff is all put away, but some of it I'm going to have to pull out again for final decision making. *sigh*

There was more gossip.


Bedtime reading: Passage, Connie Willis

Re-arranged the left side of the closet

Also, pulled out the linens and pillows and ran the comforters through the wash.

I spent a lot of the day on the phone. There was news. And gossip. Juicy, juicy gossip.


Bedtime reading: Passage, Connie Willis

Pulled the bags out from behind the refrigerator

Consolidated the bags & put them back. I have fewer plastic bags than I thought.


Bedtime reading: Hundred Dollar Baby, Robert B. Parker

Dropped off rug at the cleaners

Thanks, M!

I also put my dresser-top back together, and considered easels for the mirror.


Bedtime reading: Hundred Dollar Baby, Robert B. Parker

Dropped off linens at the dry cleaners

Also pulled everything out from under the bed & dresser.

At some point I'm going to need to sort out all the stuff that's now sitting in the living room.


Bedtime reading: School Days, Robert B. Parker

Got a new shower curtain

It's a world map, and reasonably accurate. What I didn't know until I got it home was that they used a bad font. Accented vowels are rendered as different vowels with different accents in the wrong case, and sometimes the Euro symbol. South America reads very strangely.

Also got a new set of caster-coasters to replace the too-small set I got last time.

Most important, the cleaning dude has cleaned my apartment and re-arranged my little pottery chickens to be more symbolically protective.


Bedtime reading: The Devil Amongst the Lawyers, Sharyn McCrumb

Filed the files

To do: sort out stationery & office supplies, which are currently haphazardly divided between two of the black boxes and the former silverware chest that holds up my keyboard.

Also reversed the cushions in their shams.


Bedtime reading: The Android's Dream, John Scalzi

Reset the clocks

Bedtime reading: The Lightning Thief, Rick Riordan

Put the light fixture in storage; got casters

The caster are the wrong size. I'll have to go get more.

Also, visited the Borders in the mall and found a copy of 12 Angry Men for CC. After I got it home, I realized that it was still encased in a plastic exoskeleton. It seemed easier to cut it loose than take it back for professional extraction. Discovering that the clerk who didn't remove the anti-theft device also didn't key in the right SKU, such that the receipt is apparently for "Little Lessons of Love," whatever the hell that is, clinched the decision. The amateur cutting-loose process was, sadly, detrimental to the packaging. So CC will be getting a copy of 12 Angry Men that gives every evidence of having been stolen, but wasn't.
*sigh*


Bedtime reading: The Lightning Thief, Rick Riordan

Best excuse ever

"Sorry I'm late - my root canal ran long."


Bedtime reading: My Heart Leaps Up, R.A. Lafferty

Dental work

Today I got a temporary crown. I'm a bit throbby.


No earrings today

Bedtime reading: Unseen Academicals, Terry Pratchett

Farewell, furniture

This morning, someone came to the old place and took the file cabinet and the bench away. Later, M, K and I moved the rest of the heavy stuff to the curb and festooned it with "Free" post-its. K&D went off to find bento boxes, and M&I shifted the dregs of my stuff around inside.

M felt like a taco, so we headed out to the nearest source... and found that all the furniture was gone from the curb. ALL of it, even the shoe rack. We'd only left it for about 20 minutes. We were all, "Damn."

K&D returned with the cutest little lunchboxes we ever saw. They partook of our tacos and shared their anpan.

We made another pass at Japantown for more anpan, dumped some stuff back here, and then went off to the playground. D ran around in many circles. I fell off the slide. Fortunately, the ground there is thoroughly rubberized.

Dinner here. M went off home, D is asleep, and K&I are looking at our respective computers.


I can't get over how fast that furniture disappeared.


No earrings today

Bedtime reading: What's a Girl Gotta Do?, Sparkle Hayter

I got the abandoned furniture posted on cl, at least

and I got some keys cut, and I bought stuffing. And I did unpack some dishes.

I also stared at the view. It's an amazing view.

Moving as spiritual experience

The movers showed up, and I was moved.
The delivery dudes from Sears showed up, and a washer/dryer was delivered.
CC & M showed up, and much baggage was unpacked.
AL joined us for dinner, then we went to BB&B and came back here.
AL got the wireless working, and I was connected to the world around me.
CC & M hung a shower curtain, so that tomorrow I may be cleansed.


Tomorrow I must memorialize the past, and post the pictures to craigslist. On the way home I'll procure beast to roast for the feast.
I also have to call the management company about the dishwasher; no water flows to it.

Moving: The Challenge

Stage 2 is tomorrow. The movers are to arrive at 8am to whisk me away... and Sears is set to arrive at the new place between 9:15 and 11am. I'm very much hoping Sears won't be early.

It's time to break down the computer.

See photoessay on other blog

Sears did show up in the afternoon delivery window. Sadly, though, whoever loaded the truck had neglected to include the stacking kit. Which meant I got my new refrigerator (hooray!) but not the washer-dryer. *sigh*

They're re-delivering next Monday.

Everything else pretty much went like clockwork.


No earrings today

Bedtime reading: The Ruins of Earth, Thomas M. Disch, ed.

Too rushed to put on earrings this morning

First thing this morning, I had a counseling session with the nice man from the city's homebuyer program. He asked where I am in the process. I told him. He asked some questions. I answered. He said, "Oh. You don't really need counseling." Not with my relatives, no, I don't. But we had a nice time talking real estate, and he signed off on my certificate thingie. Now, if I can get a loan and the person who currently has dibs on the apartment loses their financing or something, I can buy the place. Not holding my breath.

All that made me quite late to work, so I stayed very late at the office. When I finally got on the bus for home, we were first passed by a string of fire trucks, then stopped at Grant because the fire dudes were setting up shop on the corner there. Huge crowds of people were gawking at I don't know what. No smoke or flame visble that I could see...

I walked home.


Bedtime reading: Risk, Dick Francis

Greeting from New York City!

I believe I checked off every item on my to-do list for the past week - much to-ing and fro-ing - except I didn't vote this morning. I feel bad about it. I always vote. *sigh*

But! Now I am here in NYC. K greeted me, gave me food and water, and has gone back to bed. I will follow her example soon.


Bedtime reading: Smoke and Mirrors, Neil Gaiman

and I'm back

Travel highlight: homemade pesto for lunch on the plane.


no earrings

Bedtime reading: Carpe Jugulum, Terry Pratchett