Comments From the Peanut Gallery
Saturday, June 12, 2004
This is my first post
from the new place. I think that, once we get everything moved in and unpacked (ha!) it will look pretty good. Of course, there are things I need to buy before this place is homey..such as new chairs for the dinette set, and bar stools for the bar (I've always wanted a bar...I've got my coffee maker up there, and my mug tree and the cow sugar dish and a wonderfully aromatic bowl of potpourri.
Can ya tell I like the bar? LOL
We don't have the computer desks up here yet, so my computer is set up on and next to my coffee table, and I have my keyboard on my lap. This just makes me want a laptop...but I think I'll have to wait for that. Maybe Christmas...(Lou are you READING this?)
Anyway, the apartment might not be so bad. It might have more room than I thought, but it will be hard to tell until we get all the stuff up here.
But lemme tell you the saga (isn't it ALWAYS a saga? LOL) about the trip up here...
Packing our friend's truck was an adventure. I tried to tell Lou that he was packing it the wrong way, but he ignored me. But I got the last laugh when he had to unload the whole truck and reload it. Hahahaha
Of course, he really got the last laugh, because Lou got to ride in the truck with his buddy. I rode in the car, with it's loaded down trunk..Taylor, a cranky, wailing cat in a carrier, and a dog that just did NOT want to sit still.
It was a LONG 2 hours, that's for sure. LOL
when we finally got here, the dog wandered around the apartment for fifteen minutes...and finally settled down on the couch...my BRAND NEW COUCH!
Ugh...so much for it's pristine condition. LOL Oh well, at least she feels comfortable here. an unhappy dog is a bad BAD thing.
Anyway, once Lou and Jake (our friend with the truck) got here, we unloaded and sat around and talked. Jake is thinking about moving up here too, which thrills Lou, but makes me nervous. Lou and Jake go a long way back..and I've heard the stories. Jake is the kind of friend that "boys night out" ends with a trip to the ER or to the police station to post bail...and sometimes both.
Anyway, I am surrounded by boxes and crates and unpopped bubble wrap, so I guess I will get back to unpacking. I want all of this stuff unpacked when we bring the "big stuff" here.
Later all!
