7.30.2008

On Packing


Packing for The Big Move began a little over a month ago...but didn't really kick into high gear until the last two weeks. First came the books. We have two overflowing book shelves, and they took up no less than ten 2 cubic feet sized boxes.

Pretty much everything is packed up now... but the big thing left are the dishes. Yes, those in the cupboards....but more so the ones in the sink. I used to like doing dishes by hand. It was soothing and quiet and didn't take very long. Now I hate it. I like to say it's because it's greener to do dishes with the washer, but really I think it's just because it means being in my small, dark, music-less, window-less kitchen.

So. I've been avoiding those dishes until the very last minute where I'll have to wash and pack them. I'm actually considering packing them dirty and then just throwing them in the dishwasher at the new house. Would that be so wrong?

I'm avoiding doing dishes so badly, in fact, that I just spent the last hour packing and cleaning up the bathroom. Including o-mop-ing the floor behind the toilet where water had dripped for gosh-knows-how-long before we finally noticed and is now stained with rust coloured cirlces of dried water.

Maybe I'll just hire a maid for the new house to solve all my cleaning problems.

7.28.2008

On Leaving

In four days we get the keys to our new house. Our first house. And in five days we move.

T mentioned he was going to miss the apartment and the memories, but not me. I have a bad memory and don't miss my parent's place (though I do miss the cottage) and I don't think I'm going to miss this apartment.

I never liked it, and I only moved here because T was already here. My dislike of things has turned to angry hatred and disgust in the recent months as I anticipate our perfect house (shut up, that's what it is in my head! Don't ruin it for me yet -- let me learn on my own.)

The kitchen here is small, has no counter space, and really crappy lighting.


There's no real suitable place to have a dining room table and guests.

The balcony is small and overlooks the parking lot.

The road that runs out past our window has three bus routes on it and seeminly too many idiotic drivers who live to rev their engines at 2 a.m. as they speed down the street.

The master bedroom is small and I have a computer desk and chair just a few inches from my nose as I sleep.


There is no air conditioning which has been disgusting these last two summers where the average temperature of the apartment is 26 C. Don't even think of turning on the stove or oven.

The TV and video games are on the other side of the bedroom wall which isn't good for sleeping for me when T wants to stay up.

I can only do laundry at certain times and on certain days which isn't conducive to my Martha Stewart ways.

Out-of-town guests have been sleeping on our couch, in our living room where we have a towel for a curtain on the balcony door.

I don't care for any fond memories here. Everything I want to remember I'm taking with me. The cat, my books, my music and T. What else do I need?



Well, seeing as you asked.

The new house has a large kitchen with lots of counter space and natual light pouring in through the patio door.

There's a dining room and a new dining room table and chairs being delivered.

The backyard is a decent size and will have a BBQ, a patio set and overlooks parkland. There is a library, community center, park, splash park, tennis courts and two baseball diamonds all within a ten minute walk out the backyard.

The street in front of us is residential but at the end of the street is a major road with a bus to take us both to work. Out of earshot.

The master bedroom is large, and though it is currently pink and mauve, it will soon be transformed into a nice oasis for us to get some fantastic shut eye in our new king sized bed...and maybe something else.

The computer and video games will all be in the basement -- also out of earshot of sleeping Laura.

I can do laundry whenever I want.

We will have A/C so we won't have to go "condo swimming" as my friend puts it (showering/bathing repeatedly before bed to try and cool off -- often ends in sleeping naked and wet to keep cool).

Our out-of-town guests (the first of which will be two weeks after we move in!) will have their own bedroom and bed to sleep in. With real curtains in their room!

I can't wait.

Time to make new memories.


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