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The movers will be here in 7-9 hours, and I still have yet to pack most of my kitchen, or my computer, and I'm out of packing tape.

Also, I packed all of my clean clothes, with none for tomorrow.

I clearly win at planning.

New plan: get up early, go to store for more tape, come home and pack until the movers get here (why oh why did I opt for the 8am-10am slot?) and then, uh, move. And then move the cats. And then take a nap.

By the way, guys, this week has sucked. Tuesday night I could not fall asleep until about 3am, due to hormones. Wednesday I was craaaaaannnnnnnky due to hormones and a lack of sleep. Thursday I was sick as a dog and came home from work to sleep pretty much all day. Friday, today, my stomach is still a bit delicate and I woke up with a killer headache from sleeping with my head at the wrong angle. It's like it's my week to be picked on my the universe. But you know what? The universe can go jump off a cliff. I'm moving into an apartment where a guy comes around every night to take out my trash, and that is awesome.

(I'm really glad I like ginger ale, though)

I have the day off! I think this is the first time I've ever had Sunday off during Buy Weekend, usually we're working the whole weekend trying to get everything in. Me and a lady from another department entered so fast our fingers nearly caught fire.

Last night I played Tetris for about an hour across the internet with nathew. It was pretty obvious when I started getting tired because I went from winning almost all of them to losing almost all of them. The blocks, they were not going where I wanted them to, and my thumbs were not cooperating!

I slept in, until Hawking jumped on my bladder. I swear she does that on purpose on mornings when I'm trying to sleep in, because that's the ONLY time she does that. There is a reason her nickname is "Rotten Little Monster."

I have Things To Do today! I'm making a list here so I can feel accomplished as I cross them off:
- Run Dishwasher
- Empty vacuum canister and put vacuum in car Okay, so it turns out my vacuum was not broken, but waiting for me to empty the canister. Really glad I tried turning it on before sending it to be fixed. I feel S-M-R-T now. At least I can vacuum now?
- Bring in boxes from car
- Clean out closet and pack up everything in there
- Transfer AT&T service to new apartment Turns out AT&T LIES, and you can't do this online. I'll have to call tomorrow.
- Clean out fridge
- Clean bathroom till it sparkles
- Clean catbox
- Take out trash
- Visit Home Depot for paint and ask about blinds
- Email dad and ask when his flight to Michigan is so I can maybe get the same flight
- Also ask dad about getting that neat roll-top desk from their house to my new apartment.
- Go to grocery store for milk and... uh, I forgot what else. See, this is why lists are good! Once again, I left my grocery list at home, and forgot the most important thing. I'll be going back to the store tomorrow, because I refuse to go back again today just for TP, because I'm just shy enough to feel judged when they recognize me.

Tomorrow, I need to:
- Call movers and give them my new apartment number, and ask if I need to take stuff out of my desk and dresser drawers
- Call current apartment office and ask if they really think I'm going to pay a "final water bill" that is sooooooo obviously wrong. They obviously saw that it's twice the usual amount, they have had to revise water bills before, and yet they expect me to pay it? Nuh-uh.
- Stop by the post office and get an address change packet
- Call AT&T about moving my service, since their website can't handle such an outrageous request unless I'm buying a more expensive bundle. AT&T, you can't see me, but I'm making a very rude gesture at you.

In one week, I will be putting my key and forwarding address in the drop box here, and leaving this place for good. Then I will go to my new apartment and party. And by "party", I mean "unpack".

Whew. Okay. I need to get going on this stuff I guess.

Picture time! I've got almost everything unpacked and where I want it, so I took PICTURES. Pictures of my empty new apartment, pictures of my old apartment as I emptied it, and then pictures of unpacking, and then finally FINAL PICTURES. No final pictures of bedroom yet, though, because the laundry is kind of everywhere because I'm using my basket for other things, but those will come soon. I want to show off my new lamps :D

But for now, I think I have plenty for one post. YAY!

( Moving Pictures )

By the way, everything after the picture of Tesla curled up on my desk looks different because that's when I figured out my ISO settings had been changed. Oops! I don't remember doing this. I choose to blame, uh, the tooth fairy.

I just remembered the other thing I wanted to mention last night. Tesla! She is loving this apartment. I am very happy about this. She likes sitting in the windows, she likes the afternoon sun that comes in, and she especially likes my new comforter. She disappears underneath it and just hangs out under there. Nutty little kitty. She's not being clingy at all, and she's eating normally, and she's very content. Hurrah! I was a little worried she might not like the move.

Guys, be proud of me. I had fish for lunch. I'm still working on the whole "hey I don't really hate fish!" thing, so I went to Long John Silvers and got a fish/chicken combo thingy and actually ended up eating only the fish. It was pretty good! Also I got malt vinegar to put on the fries. Man I love malt vinegar. But anyways, yes! I had fish, and I enjoyed it! This is still a novel concept to me.

Also I called a place in Dallas that miiiiiiight be able to help me find shoes that would enable me to run without my bum ankle exploding. If they can't help me, I'll try the podiatrist. I'm gonna go there this weekend, hopefully.

Okay, back to the floor to work on this calendar.

Guys, moving is a lot of work.

I've been pretty exhausted since the weekend, thus the lack of posting. I'm slowly getting things unpacked. My books are unpacked, and my computer obviously, and about half of my kitchen stuff. I did two loads of laundry last night, I have 2-3 more in my trunk to do tomorrow. At some point I'm going to pick up a TV and I'm going to get my new entertainment center all set up, that will be cool.

I'm really tired.

I "beat" Chibi-Robo: Park Patrol last night. By "beat" I mean I saw the credits. There's still more to the game. I love that game. So ridiculous, really, but so cute and fun and wonderful.

I feel like I have more to say, but I'm just so tired. I'm going to bed.

Hello!

I am in my new apartment!

I really want a Sierra Mist, or even a Sprite.

( Story time! )

I need one more day off to unpack. I'm on the downhill slide, at least. I know where things are going to go, I just need to do it. I came home from giving my old place my keys, and ate food then pretty much crashed. I'm pooped.

I am leaving in an hour to go get my keys and sign my lease.





I expect there will be an incoherent phone post later.

Tesla is so clingy tonight! My shirt is coated in a layer of fur, and she has not gone more than a foot away from me since I got home. I don't know why, usually when I get home she hangs out on the couch until I go to bed. I wonder if it is because my hormones are different or because I cleaned out her litter box or because the weather is cooler than the last few days.

Either way, I'm going to go lay in bed and read Playing For Keeps until I finish it or fall asleep. I'll probably finish it. This book is kind of awesome, guys. YOU CAN CHECK IT OUT FOR FREE, AND YOU TOTALLY SHOULD.

I am getting my keys tomorrow! HOORAJ.

Tesla is giving me a Look. Good night!

TWENTY-SIX HOURS UNTIL KEYS ARE IN MY HANDS.

I am so ridiculously excited. Geez louise. I want it to be TONIGHT.

42 hours and 13 minutes until I sign my new lease.