My New Home!

I'm typing this post, seated crosslegged on the floor in my new apartment! What a beautiful home I have now - the livingroom alone is the size of my former one-room suite.

Yesterday morning I got up around five am (couldn't sleep I was too excited), and continued with my packing and cleaning. My mom arrived around eight am, and we set right to work. She has just a small car, but we stuffed as many boxes in there as possible. It was pouring rain. Very soon our hair was slick with wet, our shoes muddy, rainwater dripping down our foreheads and noses and chins. My mom's glasses were all fogged.

Horrible weather, but we forged ahead. We would drag as much as possible from my old suite, into the elevator, bring it all down to the lobby, carry it all out to the car, then drive the short distance to my new place, get right to work unloading the car and bringing it all inside. My new suite is on the ground floor, so we were able to bring the stuff in through my sliding patio door, rather than walk the long hallway from the building's front door. Trouble was, there's a stretch of muddy grass we had to step through to reach my patio, so our shoes were filthy. We didn't want to track mud into my suite with its nice white carpet, so we would just lean in, trying not to overbalance as we struggled to ease the heavy boxes down onto the flooor without dropping everything.

I had an appointment with my isp, around noon, to have my internet connected, so mom made one trip back to my old place alone while I stayed behind. In no time I was hooked up (nothing like the week long wait I had for internet connection when I first moved into my one-room suite!) I didn't get hooked up for cable t.v., because I can't afford it until I have a job. I'll get that done soon, hopefully. After the internet guy left, my mom came back with another load and I went out to her car. She'd loaded it herself to the roof! There were heavy boxes she'd carried all by herself - she's in her seventies! I caught her struggling with my heavy antique sewing machine and quickly took it from her. After unloading the car, she took me out for lunch. My mom is just great, our new relationship is amazing to me, it's something I never thought I would have in this lifetime.

We made a few more trips, until there was nothing left but the heavy furniture - my bed and table, t.v. and stand, my desk and chair, my shelves and record stand. Unfortunately, my mom fell against the door frame while trying to lean in and place a box inside my suite. I got one of my kitchen chairs that we'd brought over, and she sat down. Hopefully she'll be okay, but we stopped after that. I feel a little guilty, though she really wanted to do this, and boy did she ever work hard! She was quite impressive.

I spent the rest of yesterday and this morning, arranging everything that I can. I'm certainly getting my excersize - today I lifted my big microwave onto the top of the fridge, inching it up slowly, so I wouldn't drop it. There are a lot of boxes with books and things that I can't arrange yet because I don't have furniture to put them on. Hopefully this week sometime, my sisters and/or brother-in-laws can help me get my furniture over here. I want to empty my old suite as soon as possible, even though I have paid for the suite for the full month of February, because the sooner that suite is empty, the sooner it will be available to be rented out and I'll be reembursed for whatever is left of the month. I've made a little bed with blankets, on the floor of my bedroom. I had planned to go swimming in the pool here in my new building, but then I realised my bathing suit is still in the trunk at my old suite. I'll have to take a walk down there to get it, it's only about twenty minutes away.

I feel like I've moved into a palace!