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Next time I move, I think I'll try to do it with someone in less of a hurry. Sheesh.
On the plus side, things seem to be working well enough, no major hitches (yet). It's a little dizzying to go from being happily ignorant of my living situation to making snap decisions about one-year financial commitments. There's so many little things to consider and no safety nets. Not... that.. I really had them... on campus... wait...
I woke up at 9 (forgot to close the blinds, darn it all!) and zombied out of my room, to find Bryan rummaging through the closet, pulling out boxes and suitcases. "Moving?" I asked. "Yeah finally, after six months." "Oh, what a coincidence, I'm moving too." I have no idea why that's a coincidence, or how it matters, but it's all that came to mind. He continued rummaging around and shoving things in boxes, and I stared vacantly, trying to get breakfast and make sure he didn't pack any of my stuff. By 10:30 he was gone, though he left a couple things behind which makes me think he hasn't checked out yet and will be back. Either that or I get all the DVDs he left.
Either way I get the place truly to myself now for one blissful, quiet week. Well, 4 days. Ok more like 3. With 2 left. Oh sheesh.
Since I don't really have to be moved out until the middle of next month, I'm not in a hurry to actually pack everything I own BUT I am in a hurry to get a confirmed place to live. So this weekend looks to be mighty insane. I'm taking Friday off work and plan on doing what I need here to get my lease put through, then leaving immediately for Seattle and Bumbershoot. I have absolutely NO IDEA how this is going to work, most people I know are going on Monday but I've got a 2-day ticket and lousy planning skills. So if anyone's planning to hit the 'shoot on Friday let me know, because going alone, while better than not going, can be awfully boring.
Then Saturday-Sunday is Clifton's Birthday LAN party, which is always a good time and is sure to drain whatever energy I have left after several hours of concerts on Friday and leave me truly exhausted and ready to see the Pixies on Monday. I get irritable just thinking about how much fun I'll be staying awake for. Maybe I'll start drinking coffee.
I'm lucky, really, but it feels very "everything hits at once."
On the plus side, things seem to be working well enough, no major hitches (yet). It's a little dizzying to go from being happily ignorant of my living situation to making snap decisions about one-year financial commitments. There's so many little things to consider and no safety nets. Not... that.. I really had them... on campus... wait...
I woke up at 9 (forgot to close the blinds, darn it all!) and zombied out of my room, to find Bryan rummaging through the closet, pulling out boxes and suitcases. "Moving?" I asked. "Yeah finally, after six months." "Oh, what a coincidence, I'm moving too." I have no idea why that's a coincidence, or how it matters, but it's all that came to mind. He continued rummaging around and shoving things in boxes, and I stared vacantly, trying to get breakfast and make sure he didn't pack any of my stuff. By 10:30 he was gone, though he left a couple things behind which makes me think he hasn't checked out yet and will be back. Either that or I get all the DVDs he left.
Either way I get the place truly to myself now for one blissful, quiet week. Well, 4 days. Ok more like 3. With 2 left. Oh sheesh.
Since I don't really have to be moved out until the middle of next month, I'm not in a hurry to actually pack everything I own BUT I am in a hurry to get a confirmed place to live. So this weekend looks to be mighty insane. I'm taking Friday off work and plan on doing what I need here to get my lease put through, then leaving immediately for Seattle and Bumbershoot. I have absolutely NO IDEA how this is going to work, most people I know are going on Monday but I've got a 2-day ticket and lousy planning skills. So if anyone's planning to hit the 'shoot on Friday let me know, because going alone, while better than not going, can be awfully boring.
Then Saturday-Sunday is Clifton's Birthday LAN party, which is always a good time and is sure to drain whatever energy I have left after several hours of concerts on Friday and leave me truly exhausted and ready to see the Pixies on Monday. I get irritable just thinking about how much fun I'll be staying awake for. Maybe I'll start drinking coffee.
I'm lucky, really, but it feels very "everything hits at once."
