I’m officially moved. Well, according to my old lease & my new lease anyways. & for the most part I am actually officially moved into my new place as well. I left a few things at the old place – 2 mirrors, my desk chair, photo collages, and the modem & cable box – but aside from that everything else is here.
Up until it actually fell together, I was fairly certain that I was going to end up crying on the sidewalk halfway between apartments, France 2005 style. (When, after over 24 hours of traveling, 2 hours of wandering around Rennes like a lost child, with no idea where my residence was & unable to find a single person who would help me out, I sat down on my giant suitcase & bawled. Don’t fret for my 21-year-old self, however. I did manage to pull myself together enough to check into a hotel for the night & get enough sleep to easily find my residence the following morning.) I had 2 sbux coworkers & a friend from school (with her station wagon) help me with the move. & thank god for that station wagon. We managed to fit almost everything in it & only had to carry a few minor things the 4 blocks. I know 4 blocks doesn’t seem like much, but talk to me after you’ve carried a metal legged table that distance. It’s far enough.
The following evening, Kat helped me with the last few things & I’ve been (very) slowly settling in since. Normally, I would have my entire place figured out almost a week into living in it, but there are a few last minute touch ups that need to be finished so with the knowledge that worked will be coming in a out tomorrow, I can’t be bothered to set things up for real & get everything cleaned to my satisfaction only to have them trek through in their work boots. We’re in the middle of a disgusting humidity & high heat warning, so keep your fingers crossed for me that my AC gets fixed tomorrow as promised.
Until all this gets sorted, you’ll just have to keep on waiting to see my new digs. I know, heartbreaking.
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