Satyrday was, um, exciting. Also tiring and sore-making. On the whole, though, quite good. There were people. There was stuff. There was an empty apartment. Thanks to the people, the stuff and empty apartment were combined. I managed to go through the entire process without moving a single box, which I'm somewhat proud of. (I spent most of my time hauling bookcases and other furniture, calling for pizza, and directing traffic.) Around 2/3 of the pizza got eaten. The rest has been providing dinner, and will probably continue to do so for the next week.
Huge huge thanks to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
jonny_law, babushek and her baked goods, elf, airncbuh (and his drink run), Amelia from across the hall (who not only hauled way more stuff than passing-acquaintanceship calls for but graciously allowed a dozen or so sweaty strangers to descend upon her air-conditioned apartment), Jeff from ABG, pooka798, badmagic, silmaril, rislyn and her boy fiancé, vvalkyri, jmax315 (playing the part of bitbug), and of course uilos. You non-gender-specific guys are amazing, in both the hauling- and organizing-of-stuff departments, and I am humbled by your willingness to spend a Satyrday in August moving two people.
Everything fits pretty well. We've managed to combine two moderately full apartments into a single two-bedroom apartment. There's still some question as to how precisely the living room layout is going to work (too many chairs and tables) and where Keishi's going to live, but apart from that it's all coming together nicely.
Apartment quirks: the air conditioning now functions. The fridge and freezer still smell a bit questionable and can probably do with having some baking soda left in them for a few weeks. The stove appears to have been installed with the apartment in the late sixties; instead of an overhead microwave it's got an overhead convection oven. The sink in the master bathroom has the hot and cold water reversed. As in my previous apartment, the outside storage closet is nearly unusable due to condensation from the HVAC duct.
Whine, whine, whine. Except for the stove I'm pretty happy with the new place. Tentative plans call for this happiness to be shared on the evening of the 6th of September. (This means we have a Deadline for turning boxes of books into shelves full of books.)
My arms are still sore, so I should probably stop typing now.
Huge huge thanks to
jonny_law, babushek and her baked goods, elf, airncbuh (and his drink run), Amelia from across the hall (who not only hauled way more stuff than passing-acquaintanceship calls for but graciously allowed a dozen or so sweaty strangers to descend upon her air-conditioned apartment), Jeff from ABG, pooka798, badmagic, silmaril, rislyn and her vvalkyri, jmax315 (playing the part of bitbug), and of course uilos. You non-gender-specific guys are amazing, in both the hauling- and organizing-of-stuff departments, and I am humbled by your willingness to spend a Satyrday in August moving two people.Everything fits pretty well. We've managed to combine two moderately full apartments into a single two-bedroom apartment. There's still some question as to how precisely the living room layout is going to work (too many chairs and tables) and where Keishi's going to live, but apart from that it's all coming together nicely.
Apartment quirks: the air conditioning now functions. The fridge and freezer still smell a bit questionable and can probably do with having some baking soda left in them for a few weeks. The stove appears to have been installed with the apartment in the late sixties; instead of an overhead microwave it's got an overhead convection oven. The sink in the master bathroom has the hot and cold water reversed. As in my previous apartment, the outside storage closet is nearly unusable due to condensation from the HVAC duct.
Whine, whine, whine. Except for the stove I'm pretty happy with the new place. Tentative plans call for this happiness to be shared on the evening of the 6th of September. (This means we have a Deadline for turning boxes of books into shelves full of books.)
My arms are still sore, so I should probably stop typing now.