Sitting on the couch

Resting my weary, weary feet.  After two days of the craziness of moving, we decided to go to the Taste tonight, early to miss the crowds (and how!  It was perfectly pleasant.) and get some tasty food.  But between the being on my feet for hours yesterday, moving in and unpacking, and the same today, and the walk to the el and around the Taste and then back from the el (a loooooong walk), phew.  My feet are killing me.  And realistically there's still a good lot of things to do around here.  We have probably three loads of laundry to do, just to get things back to normal--maybe four.  The kitchen isn't nearly done yet, and S still has piles of CDs around that demand a shelving unit that we don't own.  I'd also really like a dining room table, since we now have room for a small one.  Also, and this is more of a peripheral thing, but my mom and I saw a really kick-ass laundry helper/hamper in the laundry room today, and I want one.  It was a nice rolling cart with three separate compartments in it, perfect for the way we'll be doing laundry from now on.

None of our pictures are hung, though that's something that can wait.  The Tivobot isn't hooked up, but I'm hoping that will happen within the next few days.  S doesn't have a job, technically, though he's assured of one at one store (far away!) and is working on two other stores.  Grrr.  He does need a job.  We need to fix the lighting situation, and there's a sad lack of phone jacks in the apartment.  There's also some comfusion about whether we'll be able to buzz people up into the apartment.  We're not sure, which means people will have to call us to get up.  Kind of a PITA, to be honest.  But we don't have a typical phone, which you need to buzz people in.  Not good, and not necessarily something we can remedy, because our phone service through the cable company includes free long distance, something we've wanted for two years.

I'm still having moments where I'm looking around thinking, "what the fuck, I live here?" or "Oh my god, this is the biggest mistake we've ever made." or "There are so many problems with this apartment, what have we gotten ourselves into?"  But that's probably just me being dramaculous, but I can't help it.  I'm that kind of girl.  It's pretty comforting to think that I don't have to go to work again until Monday, though after being off for two days, it very much feels like a Sunday.

Still.  We're over the biggest obstacles and hurdles, with very few problems.  (Remember the last move?  When our big screen TV was demolish by the movers, and then badly fixed?  I'm not sure I was blogging then, but that was a disaster.  This time, both our TVs survived, but the dresser from our bedroom bit the dust.  And at least two drawers of clothes were probably all over the ground outside our apartment, and those drawers held underthings (my bras were on the ground!  Ew.) and socks, and PJs, which means that we had to wash all those things.  A minor problem, really, since the dresser is usable, but one that made me cry, nonetheless.  From exhaustion, and frustration, and sheer unhappiness at the knowledge that my clothes WERE ON THE STREET.

Anyway.  Moved.  Tired.

Comments

[comebacknikki]

Moving seriously sucks - but now you're done! Yay!
Welcome to Chicago! :)

[Cassie]

You can probably buzz people up. In my last apartment, I didn't have a land line- just a cell phone, but as long as I had a phone hooked into the jack, people could use the intercom to get in.

I'm glad you've moved and are getting settled. It's such a stressful thing! but now you can relax and start to enjoy your swanky new surroundings.

:) Cassie

[ktla]

Congratulations, you survived!! Even though there might be minor things to fix around the apartment, remember where you are living, CHICAGO, and all the extremely fabulous things you are now going to be able to experience now that you're LIVING IN THE CITY!!!!!

[Tim]

I'll echo the sentiments of the others. The worst day in the city is better than the best day in the suburbs. Well, maybe not....but the average day in the city is a million times better.

[Susan]

Congratulations! I need periodic city fixes to survive and can't wait to get back once my kids are out of the house. The problem is that we could get stuck where we are. Once back dont. move. ever. Enjoy! S.N.