It’s done. Over. Never again. The move is basically complete. Thanks to Biff for coming over and ‘helping’ despite having just gotten in from Oz the night before. Hiring movers is the only way to go as it would seem that I have more money than energy these days.
I was off to Kelowna on Friday for a quick visit and my grad reunion. So I get to Avis and of course they don’t have any economy cars, despite reserving one two weeks ago. Avis: “We have a special on the Chrysler 300!” Me: “I reserved an economy car so I’m not putting gas in that pig. What else do you have?” Apparently they were all out of Miata’s so I got a convertable PT Crusier. In gold.
The reunion was good. Has it really been ten years? Um, yeah, since the last one. Despite my reservations I was glad that I went. We all looked pretty good; no one was all that bald nor all that fat. It’s so crazy to sorta recognize some people that you were so close to back then. “Hey! Dude! *glances at name tag* Good to see you!”
Maybe I’m wrong but some of my ‘closest’ friends seemed a bit dismissive of me. I guess they don’t appreciate me going back to school and getting a tech job where you don’t have time to hang out in peeler bars and generally kill brain cells in your spare time. “You never call me… What happened to you?”
Whatever… perhaps it was by design. The best part was talking to the folks that I went to elementary school with. Some of us met when we were six and did all twelve years together. I wish a few more of those had been there.
After getting back to the relative safety of the West End it was time to make some sense of the mess at the new place. I went back to the old place and finished the cleaning. You should read that as doing all the cleaning I have any intention of doing. Things are falling into place here. I finally got internet too; man, that’s like not having running water. I was going to the office to chat with MiHwa and update iTunes.
So that’s it. I’m never moving again. Well, until MiHwa gets here but that will be the least of my worries.
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after moving from pg to the west end, and then a couple of more moves, i too realized that moving is for the professionals…. sure you pack, but you don’t have to pack them out!!!!! bonus!!!!! and for the $$ it’s well worth every penny when you think back on the number of times you moved with the “friends” p/u and how much stuff gets tossed in the general “who cares it’s not mine” mode…. you tend to appreciate the profesionals…. i am happy you have moved and are now going to settle in as it were…. MiHwa…. when r u coming over to get everything in place…. you know the canned goods in the appropriate shelf etc….. nice to see you on the weekend buddy…. take care and remember…. never say never…. it doubles each time you say that!!!
a gold pt. pimpin’.
interesting choice of colors… pimp gold is always attractive.
Gold shouldn’t be so surprising. It goes with his handbag.