Internet and cable have finally been installed! So now instead of alternating between putting things away and napping I can just not do anything at all and lazily watch television while surfing the internet. Ah, the glamorous life of the non-working.
But seriously, there is a lot of stuff here to put away and I mostly just don’t even know where to begin. Before we found our place (which is pretty perfect for what we were looking for) I kept telling Wes that we could find a less-than-perfect place and just move out in six months while we figured out the island and where we wanted to live, but after watching all 149 boxes and such I looked at him and said, “We are never moving ourselves.” The thought of packing everything up in boxes and totes and then hauling it across the city just to then schlup it into whatever place we choose just sounds awful. Luckily we found a place that fits us because I would hate to be living indefinitely in a place that sucked.
Yes, I have been spoiled by having all of my belongings packed up. The downside is that they pack up everything – including the poinsettia that I got on my last day of work. It was probably dead when they rolled it up in fifty sheets of packing paper; it was crumbling when we finally unwrapped it yesterday evening. I suppose next time we’ll have to go through everything and make sure that things we don’t need packed are disposed of before the movers arrive.
Our neighbors are incredibly nice – going so far as to come over to our fence and introduce themselves. A huge change from Orange County where we were the ones knocking on the doors of newcomers but never meeting anyone else. I feel like we’re living in an actual neighborhood and I’m looking forward to that life. Domestic.
So domestic, in fact, that our tomorrow looks like this: hanging photos and fixtures and furniture shopping. We’re setting up our lives, yo, and it’s awesome.