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aamusedinatx) wrote2006-01-30 08:36 pm
aamusedinatx) wrote2006-01-30 08:36 pm
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not a bad close to a monday
I came home this afternoon, walked the dog, and started getting trash and recycling in order. I finally cut down the large flat cardboard box my hall tree came in (you know--the one I put together *before* Christmas?!) I tossed trash, I washed dishes, and I sat down with my tall kitchen trash can, a new trash bag and my shiny new PAPER SHREDDER and shredded bags of old junk mail that I couldn't throw away. Many were credit card offers and the like, redundant statements for student loans and other stuff with my name on it, and the name of former tenants. When I was done, I tied the bag shut and set it in the corner. Now I have shredded paper ready for stuffing into nooks and crannies when I pack boxes.
Meanwhile, my boss was a bit miffed that his moving boxes are no more. He went down to our garage to look. I told him that I thought they'd been used by a friend of his who used to live across the street. Sure enough...Bootsa used them, moved his stuff into storage and went to Brazil for two months.
"That's hundreds of dollars of boxes!"
Well...I'm not so sure about that. I remember using them last time. Approximately 20 medium sized boxes. If he spent hundreds of dollars on those he got ripped off. So, instead I struck a deal with him. I went to packing.com and got a 1-2 room apartment kit for $50.00 + a few wardrobe boxes for $20.00 more. Free shipping via fedex ground. They should arrive by the end of this week, beginning of next. When I'm done, I'll bring them back to the office box "collective." (in other words--I stuck the order on my corp AMEX card and I'm not reimbursing him this one :P ) It can go under "office supplies."
So, in small steps, the process of moving Red to a new domicile progresses. Tomorrow afternoon I can call Raheem and find out about that apartment and when I can see it. I did a strict budget on myself for the next 90 days. I'm embarrassed to say that I'll make it just fine. Embarrassed because in doing a basic monthly budget I see that I should have a butt-load more left at the end of the month than I usually have. I need to really track my spenditures and find out why that's not happening.
Strange odd bits keep popping into my head and sometimes get expressed out loud. At work today I returned to my desk carrying a plate of brown rice and left-over chicken paprikash. "Oh crap--I'm going to have to buy a microwave now," I muttered to myself. This place had one already--but its Karen's. Once again the boss looks up at me.
"Don't do that. I have two of them sitting on a shelf in my garage."
So I can mark that one off the list. At least I assume I need a microwave. I doubt one is built in. The apartment building is too old for that. Still, if I can save that $50.00 I can apply it towards a portable dishwasher, if there's not one built in to this kitchen.
(All these unanswered questions regarding an apartment I've not seen yet--I *really* need to get in there and see the damn thing!!)
The animals so far seem unconcerned with my puttering, sorting, and muttering. When the boxes arrive the cats will grow concerned. They've been through this a bit too often the last 4 years. Dottie, I'm not sure. I've not moved since I got her, but I think she'll adapt pretty well. The hard part will be corralling them on move day. I can lock them into the bathroom upstairs. They won't like it, but they'll survive.
I really do need to get a new cat crate though before I move. The old one I have has a flimsy plastic latch door. My last move I had to use packing tape to seal it shut long enough to drive over here. I'd really rather not do that again.
Tomorrow, once the trash bins are empty again, it is time to tackle left overs in the fridge. I have some science projects in there, I noticed tonight. I also need to match up and toss the mismatched plastic tub thingies.
At least I remembered to *COOK MYSELF A MEAL* tonight! I'm bad about that during moments of flux like this. I forget to eat, or I get too stressed to cook right and so I end up eating junk. I excuse myself from going to the grocery store by saying I don't want to buy a bunch of food and have to transport it. I refuse to do that this time. So, steamed broccoli, salad and some grilled fish with a Fresca. NUMMY! Simple, but nourishing.
Meanwhile, my boss was a bit miffed that his moving boxes are no more. He went down to our garage to look. I told him that I thought they'd been used by a friend of his who used to live across the street. Sure enough...Bootsa used them, moved his stuff into storage and went to Brazil for two months.
"That's hundreds of dollars of boxes!"
Well...I'm not so sure about that. I remember using them last time. Approximately 20 medium sized boxes. If he spent hundreds of dollars on those he got ripped off. So, instead I struck a deal with him. I went to packing.com and got a 1-2 room apartment kit for $50.00 + a few wardrobe boxes for $20.00 more. Free shipping via fedex ground. They should arrive by the end of this week, beginning of next. When I'm done, I'll bring them back to the office box "collective." (in other words--I stuck the order on my corp AMEX card and I'm not reimbursing him this one :P ) It can go under "office supplies."
So, in small steps, the process of moving Red to a new domicile progresses. Tomorrow afternoon I can call Raheem and find out about that apartment and when I can see it. I did a strict budget on myself for the next 90 days. I'm embarrassed to say that I'll make it just fine. Embarrassed because in doing a basic monthly budget I see that I should have a butt-load more left at the end of the month than I usually have. I need to really track my spenditures and find out why that's not happening.
Strange odd bits keep popping into my head and sometimes get expressed out loud. At work today I returned to my desk carrying a plate of brown rice and left-over chicken paprikash. "Oh crap--I'm going to have to buy a microwave now," I muttered to myself. This place had one already--but its Karen's. Once again the boss looks up at me.
"Don't do that. I have two of them sitting on a shelf in my garage."
So I can mark that one off the list. At least I assume I need a microwave. I doubt one is built in. The apartment building is too old for that. Still, if I can save that $50.00 I can apply it towards a portable dishwasher, if there's not one built in to this kitchen.
(All these unanswered questions regarding an apartment I've not seen yet--I *really* need to get in there and see the damn thing!!)
The animals so far seem unconcerned with my puttering, sorting, and muttering. When the boxes arrive the cats will grow concerned. They've been through this a bit too often the last 4 years. Dottie, I'm not sure. I've not moved since I got her, but I think she'll adapt pretty well. The hard part will be corralling them on move day. I can lock them into the bathroom upstairs. They won't like it, but they'll survive.
I really do need to get a new cat crate though before I move. The old one I have has a flimsy plastic latch door. My last move I had to use packing tape to seal it shut long enough to drive over here. I'd really rather not do that again.
Tomorrow, once the trash bins are empty again, it is time to tackle left overs in the fridge. I have some science projects in there, I noticed tonight. I also need to match up and toss the mismatched plastic tub thingies.
At least I remembered to *COOK MYSELF A MEAL* tonight! I'm bad about that during moments of flux like this. I forget to eat, or I get too stressed to cook right and so I end up eating junk. I excuse myself from going to the grocery store by saying I don't want to buy a bunch of food and have to transport it. I refuse to do that this time. So, steamed broccoli, salad and some grilled fish with a Fresca. NUMMY! Simple, but nourishing.