Divisions and Precisions

Home, Sweet Home -- Again

Well, the worst of the tumult is past around here. I'm sitting here in my brand new place, watching my own TV, curled up on my own couch. I'm home. Don't get me wrong, I was home before, but this is my home. That makes all the difference in the world.

This was, without a doubt, the smoothest move I've ever made (and considering how many times I've moved, that's saying something). The movers got to my parents' house at 9 am Saturday, and they left my apartment by 11:30. The cable company showed up as they were leaving. My mom and I unpacked until about 3:30, and I spent the rest of the weekend doing some relaxed unpacking and lots of resting. As of right now, I have about five boxes left to unpack, mostly books and things I need to sort through, to decide what goes to storage and what doesn't. Storage! I have a storage space across the hall from my apartment. I have... I have a ton of space in general. Space. It's amazing. I spent a good part of yesterday just sorta wandering through all of my rooms, all five of them!

I've been a little bit giddy through all this. Well okay. A lot giddy. I feel like a grown-up again. A giddy grown-up. (Are grown-ups allowed to be giddy?)

I guess I should try and describe the place a little. First of all, this is the seal apartment. So outside my front door is my seal. I'll need to take a picture of it as soon as I dig out my digital camera. Maybe I'll take some pictures of the new place too, while I'm at it. It's become something of a tradition, after all. I have a foyer (sort of), and I've turned my dining room into an office, since I don't have a dining room table. My bedroom is vast and a little empty, with just the bed and the nightstand. (Does this mean I need more furniture?)

For the first time ever, I have my bookshelves in the living room. And the living room has built-in bookshelves, too! I'm rambling and this is probably the most boring entry I've ever written. I guess to sum it all up, I'm happy. I'm sure the honeymoon period will end sooner or later, it always does, but for now, I'm happy.

Work, on the other hand, is kicking my ass. Right now I'm working eleven hour days, and those days are packed-mad-crazy-busy. I'm hanging on for the next couple of weeks. Things will settle down at the end of January. I keep telling myself that.

But for now, I think it's time for me to go to bed. In my own bed. In my own bedroom. Whee!

Posted by Lisa at January 7, 2002 10:03 PM