32. Move into an apartment.
Well, we are moved in; we may not be settled in, but we are moved in. I just went and picked up Oreo from my parents house – the last important thing to come over. Sure we have some odds and ends at both our parents houses still, but who doesn’t? (Seriously, so many people I know have stuff at their parents’ house – it seems so weird to me.) Anyway, Oreo is currently walking around the apartment, seemingly confused. No wonder, though, since this is the fourth place she’s lived in the past three years, just like me. Her beds are here, though, and so are her dishes, so she knows this is where she now lives. She’ll settle in soon, especially when Tom comes home.
I called out from work today to stay home and do some additional unpacking and arranging. I’ve been at it all day but I feel like I’ve barely gotten one hour’s worth done. I hate how long it takes to unpack and arrange things, especially when you have very limited space (which we do here).
The move itself went great. Our friends Dave and Keith were a great, great help, as was my brother-in-law, who let us borrow one of his trucks from work (he’s a mason) and drove my furniture from the storage place to the apartment. My friend Danielle was a great help in unpacking the kitchen stuff (although we did it for hours and yet I’m STILL unpacking kitchen stuff! I’m almost wondering how much I really need!).
Today’s cleaning and unpacking was not without incident, though: my toaster oven punched me. The result:
(Yes, that is a huge zit on my chin; I can’t seem to get it to go away, so just ignore it.) I was scrubbing the toaster oven and balancing it on the dish rack when it slipped and the door flipped open and caught me in the mouth. For a second I thought I chipped a tooth, but thankfully I only cracked my lip open. It is a true sign of committment to domesticity (for the day) that I went on scrubbing and cleaning for half an hour before going to check out my lip in the bathroom.
I hope when I go back to work tomorrow people don’t think I was out because someone hit me.