tarnera: (Hitchhiker's - NOTHING)
...ok, seriously, self? You need to post more than once a month. It's not that hard. You don't even have a real job. /punts self

*ahem* A-anyway. Yet another update on my move... it looks like we're finally, FINALLY getting our shit together about this whole thing... on Sunday, me and my dad are going to take another truckload of stuff up to South Dakota. We did this two weeks ago, and it worked out really, really well--this time, we're taking a bigger truck, and hoping to get the last of the stuff in our house that can be taken before the final moving-the-people move. The carpet goes in on Monday. The bathrooms are almost finished--that took long enough. And almost everything that can/will be packed is packed.

Really... as much as I'm going to miss my friends here--and I will miss them terribly--it's. Kind of a relief to be moving at last. There's certainly going to be less stress if I'm not working on painting baseboards, or replacing switches/outlits (yay, wiring hot--seriously, don't do that at home, kids :\ ), or helping my mother go through the ton of crap we have in our basement and attic that we probably should have gotten rid of ten years ago. And I want a job. I want moneyies. I'm tired of mooching off my folks (even though I am working for them, so it's not technically mooching). And having something to do with my day will stop my dad from complaining about my addiction to the internet, since I'll be visibly not connected to it all the time.

A whole summer of packing/moving is annoying. I just want this over with.
tarnera: (Doctor Who - 5 - There must have been...)
Heh, my dad expressed concern yesterday about the time I spend on my computer. He said he was worried I was getting addicted to the internet. I almost laughed in his face... not because he was wrong, but because I wanted to say 'no, I'm addicted to roleplaying, and LJ a bit.' He wasn't happy that I was amused at his concern, but oh well.

So today I barely got on at all. Mostly, I packed boxes.

I've been dreading this day for a while, really... the day I had to start packing up my room. Man... I knew I had a lot of stuff, but wow do I have a lot of stuff! I'm really not sure how I can possibly pack it all in boxes by Wednesday (which is when we're painting my room), but at least I have most of my books packed. When I complained to Dad that I wanted to keep some out to read, he told me to keep three and buy more if I run out. I told him that defeated the purpose of packing all my books.

My room is going to look so empty without bookshelves. It's already starting to look like it isn't mine.

We also finally moved all the furniture, which is kind of a pain because now I have nowhere to put my socks and stuff. But at least we're making progress... it's strange. I've had that dresser my whole life, and we just gave it to the Good Will. I sort of wonder if I'll miss it, as crappy as it was.

Going through all my stuff is like a flashback on my life... I discovered some old notes from the time I was at Bradley University, that a friend and I had written back and forth to each other during our biology class. I laughed so much... I miss her. I also found my frikin' Japanese/English dictionary that I've been missing for 6 months, gah. I'm SO HAPPY I found it, but annoyed that it took such an extreme clean-up to uncover it. I need to have a better system than the 'drop things on the floor' method, clearly.

We're hoping to have the house finished and on the market by early June, if not sooner, and that's about when I'll move to Souix Falls.

Man. Less than a month. How did that happen so fast?

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