Packed Boxes, Bloomington Study
Maggie atop packed boxes in my Bloomington study
Me after the U-Haul sign-out in Bloomington had clearly begun to take a very long time
Festivals, Fittings, Food
There’s a festival happening down the street from me on September 18th. Here’s the description I found online:
One of Memphis’ most celebrated events, the Cooper Young Festival, located in Memphis’ largest historic district, is a free festival that offers a wide array of artists’ booths to browse as well as music and family fun.
Yay! I’m hoping I can talk some friends from afar to come see my new digs and to go with me to this festival. I’ll be there either way, no doubt chatting mercilessly to poor unsuspecting booth vendors.
I’m still exhausted, although I slept for 11 glorious hours last night. I’m a little more moved in, and I think I’ve made my last trip to Home Depot for the time being. I’m getting sick of that place. REALLY sick of that place. While this apartment has many lovely quirks, it also has its drawbacks: a downstairs neighbor with no understanding of the appropriate volume for a stereo, German Shepherds that bark whenever anyone parks their car in the back, a back door with only plate glass keeping out intruders, and bats… LOTS of bats that live in the chimneys on both buildings… although I think that’s kind of cool.
Oh, GREAT discovery today, thanks to my Uncle Mike. There’s this place near my house called
UNPACKING!
I’m here! I’m here! I’m frickin’ exhausted! The moving party was a complete success. I have amazing friends. More about that in a few days. After the great U-Haul packing, the cleaning took all damn day. I didn’t see the people I meant to see that last night. Instead, I got in "bed" (actually the air mattress) at 9pm and was actually up most of the night feeling rather unwell. Details are really not worth sharing.
I made my getaway at 4:30am and arrived here at 2:30pm. Aaron drove the entire way while I tried to soothe the sedated yet stubbornly awake and crabby cats. They didn’t enjoy the trip at all. They are doing pretty well now though. Unpacking has begun. There is one green wall and one orange-yellow wall now.
I have to go… the movers from Atlanta are finally here, and my mother has wandered off to find my Dad, who (of course) wandered off. I can’t believe the are here! They overshot the distance and ended up in Arkansas.
OK. Gotta go tell them where to put stuff. This is exhausting! But my apartment is AWESOME and quirky! More details when there is time.
Packing Update
The truck is packed. Repeat. THE TRUCK IS PACKED! That is all.
