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My folks were adamant about moving my stuff in on Saturday, because they had other engagements Friday and Sunday. So we did that. Then around 17:00, after I'd gotten partially unpacked, the manager for the apartment complex pulled a cancellation on a studio apartment out of his hat. (Turns out he'd spent a chunk of the day calling people who hadn't checked in yet and pushing them for a decision on whether they were going to live here or not. 'cause if they verbally cancel, their "deposit" no longer reserves a space for them.) Fortunately for me, my folks had gone to help my younger sister finish moving into her dorm room, so the were able to help me move out again. Then my mother, grandmother, and I went out for dinner at the nearby sushi restaurant, while my stepfather went home to check on my youngest sister since she'd been home alone for a few hours by then. After dinner, I had a shower in my new apartment, and slept for 11 or 12 hours.
The new place has a lot going for it, even compared to the studio I was in last year. The air conditioner is really cold. The kitchen is a galley unit that isn't tucked into an alcove, so it has real cupboards, and even a little bit of counter space. The sink has a garbage disposal unit. The bathroom has a fan, so you don't have to leave the door open to air it out after showering. And while the shower is still tiny, it's tile rather than a plastic prefab unit. There's a real closet, with doors and everything. All of the walls are drywalled, not bare brick, so I can hang pictures (and probably clothesline, here soon) wherever I want. I have another apartment on only one side. On the other is the floor's common area, which I'm separated from by a brick wall. It had no furnature in it when I moved in, so this morning I was able to convince the community assistant to let me move the uncomfortable couch that came with the apartment out there. That gave me room to set up my folding table, instead. Now that I've got the furnature mostly arranged, it's time to put things away...
I'd really like a nap first, but that may not actually be in the cards. Not least because I set a bunch of stuff on my bed while I was rearranging the furnature.
The new place has a lot going for it, even compared to the studio I was in last year. The air conditioner is really cold. The kitchen is a galley unit that isn't tucked into an alcove, so it has real cupboards, and even a little bit of counter space. The sink has a garbage disposal unit. The bathroom has a fan, so you don't have to leave the door open to air it out after showering. And while the shower is still tiny, it's tile rather than a plastic prefab unit. There's a real closet, with doors and everything. All of the walls are drywalled, not bare brick, so I can hang pictures (and probably clothesline, here soon) wherever I want. I have another apartment on only one side. On the other is the floor's common area, which I'm separated from by a brick wall. It had no furnature in it when I moved in, so this morning I was able to convince the community assistant to let me move the uncomfortable couch that came with the apartment out there. That gave me room to set up my folding table, instead. Now that I've got the furnature mostly arranged, it's time to put things away...
I'd really like a nap first, but that may not actually be in the cards. Not least because I set a bunch of stuff on my bed while I was rearranging the furnature.
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