Moving Day
Aug 10th, 2007 at 2:23 pm by Jon
I often hear people talk about how much they miss college. In fact, if you’ve ever talked to me, you’ve probably heard it coming from my mouth. It was a fun time with little (for me at least) responsibility. After dealing with this week, I’d say what I miss the most was moving in and out of the dorm… I know, it sounds odd unless you’ve moved in 98 degree weather…for an entire week…
Of course, I could have taken an entire day off work to move…that would have been smart. But did I do that? No, of course not! I ended up taking my father’s advice (despite what you may have read on here, he usually gives good advice) and moved everything myself.
Bad Idea!
I ended up moving stuff in my van, a day at a time. On Monday and Tuesday I stopped by my apartment (I picked up the keys during lunch on Monday, dropping off my first rent check) right after work and then packing more junk when I got back home. The big pieces of furniture were moved Monday and Tuesday night. Wednesday I took a half day off work to finish up moving…or so I thought… Of course the gas man ran two hours late. Once he finally showed up, he couldn’t get an accurate reading b/c I couldn’t get into the basement (thank you Byron company for not sharing that little tidbit of information) which means I’ll have to leave work early sometime next week…which never makes people happy…
Thursday my friend Colleen came over and helped me move my dinning room table (she told me if I didn’t ask her for help, she’d be offended). After all of that work, the plan was to move the rest of my stuff yesterday after work. Of course, that didn’t happen…
On Wednesday night, my father and I ended up fighting about about family issues…so when Thursday morning came around, he told me to ‘get the hell out.’ I didn’t think anything of it (he’s kicked me out a few times) but when he said ‘go*uck yourself‘ as he left for work, that was a clear indication it was time to leave.
As it stands now, I’m 99% moved out of my parents house. I didn’t have enough room on Thursday to move my plans, bed frame, extra blankets (I actually forgot them), or DVD cases. I’m sure other stuff i lying about my room (I can’t seem to find my router), so Saturday is all about grabing more junk (in addition to the chairs for my table).
The stress, head, strenuous activity, and family insanity made this week one of the worst I’ve had since my last week of finals. Last night I (after Shannon left) I ended up in such a bad state of mind even baking birthday cakes coudn’t raise my spirits…
But it was totaly worth it.