On Saturday morning, I woke up around 9:30 a.m. I drove to Dunkin’ Donuts, purchased four sausage, egg and cheese croissant and coffee deals, a cheese bagel twist and a medium iced tea. By the time I got back to Jeff’s, his dad, my dad, his friend and his friend’s son were already there. His brother pulled in right behind me. We carpooled to the apartment, where another friend met us. So, equipped with two dads, two best friends, a brother and a teenager, I moved out of my apartment with the help of his dad’s horse trailer.
It took only two trips to Jeff’s to get all my crap out of there. Dad and I remembered moving in four years ago. We had only one helper, the fellow I was dating at that time. It took us quite a while to run every single box up to my second-floor apartment. This time around, Jeff and I had pretty much everything else already over here — we just needed help for what appears to universally be called “the big shit.”
Today, there are boxes everywhere, but my “dressing room” — the spare room where I store all my clothes and jewelry so Jeff doesn’t haven’t to move anything out of our room — is pretty much complete. My studio is on its way to completion. The sun room, which Jeff has never used for anything more than storage, has my couch and TV. There’s no cable, but I set up the DVD player last night. When Dad and I woke up before Jeff yesterday, we opened all the curtains, sat on my couch and chatted. Dad marveled over all the books in the room, that I had found someone who likes to read as much as I do, asked, “Have you really read all these books? Has he?”
My computer isn’t set up yet. It hasn’t been for about a week. I type this on Jeff’s computer. Thankfully, I’m off work today. As soon as I hit “publish,” I’ll get dressed, drive back to my apartment complex and turn in my keys. Other than that, the day’s to-do list includes:
1) Finish the bathroom: Unpack and store all the towels and figure out which ones we can get rid of; get all my stuff in the drawers and cabinets.
2) Set up the work station in my studio. Right now, my shipping desk is doubling as both. But I have a bridal order I want to make today, so I’d like to see a little progress on the studio. It will include two entirely different desks. This makes me impossibly happy.
3) Do laundry. Holy mother of God, do laundry.
4) Go grocery shopping. Jeff’ll get home around 6:30 this evening, and I’d totally dig it if I can have something cooking. How domesticated of me, I know.
5) Call each of the five reception/ceremony sites to schedule tours for the end of the month. I showed him each of the five I liked best last night. So many of them look so frou frou, and based on the pictures, we swore to each other that we would not have a color explosion in our reception hall. I have no clue what our colors will be, but for the love of God, every friggin’ detail does not have to match. But first, to find that wedding planner thingy so I can make sure I ask all the right question. Oh crap, which box is that in??
It all sounds pretty boring and banal, I suspect. But I. Can’t. Wait.
P.S. The free shipping coupon code — 14moving23 — is going away this week. Remember, it’s good on everything in the shop. Also going away this week? The moving sale section, where everything is 30 percent off. Lots of good deals to be had, so if you see something you like and want it 30 percent off and/or with free shipping, act fast!