Archive for Moving

Trying to come back.

Posted in Activities, Apartments, Writing with tags , , , , on September 9, 2016 by urbannight
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How I feel now.

I realize that my halt in writing coincided with three key events.  Getting a roommate, diagnosis of Diabetes, and a dramatic uptick in the workflow at work.  I used to fill in my down time with writing because it kept me busy at my desk and it looked like I was working.  In a way I was.  I was keeping my typing up.  Sounds good to me anyway.

The Diabetes still isn’t really under control.  Although the doctor things it isn’t necessarily because I am doing things wrong, but it looks like the natural progression of the disease.  It does get worse as you get older and have it longer.  She said the only people who ever have drastic improvement and ‘reverse’ the progression of it are the people who are able to make drastic changes rather than the people who just make the recommended changes.  But that most people can’t do such drastic changes that would be needed.  My new place is a mile from work. Once I’m settled in, I plan to start walking to work.

I just moved into my own place again.  I still have to unpack and get organized again, but maybe I’ll be able to think and breath again.  Writing was like cleaning.  I didn’t like doing it when other people were around and my roommate was always around.  He had even less of a life than I did.

Work has stabilized for the first time in YEARS.  I actually have moments when I have to hunt for things to fill my time.  So I’m going to try to get back into the mindset of writing again.

I need a new skull objet d’art to commemorate it.

 

 

 

Interlude

Posted in Apartments, Books, Entertainment, Life, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on May 16, 2013 by urbannight
Fields of Memory

Fields of Memory

I am still in the process of packing and moving. Moving day is 2 days away. I should take pictures of the mountains of boxes everywhere.

In the meantime, here is a little something for you.

My first published poem. From many many years ago:

Childhood

Within the nooks and crannies of my mind,
The child I still am, she does hide.
To live the memories I do cherish,
Within the nooks and crannies of my mind.

It came to me in the shower when I was thinking up good names for a children’s bookstore.

Projects

Posted in Apartments, Art, Cats, Hobby, Life with tags , , , on April 19, 2013 by urbannight

I have several things going on that are slowing me down.  One that I will show you has not actually been started.  But I can’t wait to work on it. 

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Mill Hill
Frightful Delight
Debbie Mumm

Since I’m not yet working on it, it isn’t slowing me down. But packing and weeding out stuff, in an attempt to reduce my stuff by 20%, and getting it all boxed up in 4 weeks will take some time.

We are moving to a newer unit across the road. Our building sits on a hill. The weather hits our corner pretty hard. The master bedroom has two outside walls that get bombarded with cold wind and rain and snow.

This means my roommate’s room can be a good 10 degrees colder that the rest of the apartment. Oddly enough, the room next to it, the computer room, can be an average of 10 degrees hotter than the living room, kitchen, and front bedroom. Hotter when both of us are in there and both computers are running. SO on a bad day, the two rooms, side by side, can be as much as 30 degrees apart.

The other place is going to be on the middle floor, with several buildings in front of us, to block the weather. Hopefully, the master bedroom won’t get hit so hard with cold air there.

What is going on….

Posted in Apartments, Entertainment, Gaming, Hobby, Movies and Theatre, Reviews, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , on April 15, 2013 by urbannight

I have not been coming up with as many good ideas as last year.  Or, I do have a few, but when I have time to jot them down, I can’t remember them.

So I’ve posted less.

And it looks like I’m in for another move again.  Fairly soon too.  So I may end up having a moving process to talk about. 

Tonight is my gaming night, but tomorrow I’m going to start the ambitious task of whittling my stuff down my 25%.  It may be painful.  But I need to have less stuff.  I really do.

So, it will be slice of stuff for a bit. 

I do need to write about a rather bad movie I saw last week.  I was watching 1980’s comedies.  One movie with an all star cast was not funny at all.  It was sad.  Just sad. But more about that later.

100 or less: Making Calls

Posted in Apartments, Health, Life, Writing with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , on March 26, 2013 by urbannight

TelephoneThe phone sits in mute accusation.  Staring at me, chiding me for calls unmade.  There are so many things to do.  It is still too early yet there is not enough time. 

I have to talk to the office about one bedroom units and low credit ratings.  Its too early.  How will they know for certain a unit will open up?  I have to save up anyway.

There is the doctor’s office as well.  When is the appointment with the specialist?  April something.  We have to plan a special diet for diabetes.  It took so long.  She was booked.

Shut up, phone.

Quietly Freaking Out

Posted in Apartments, Life with tags , , , , , , on March 21, 2013 by urbannight

One of my cats will jump up on my roommate’s desk and push stuff off to get my attention sometimes. Only when he isn’t at the desk.

So I went to move the cat off the desk and noticed that he had the name and number of the moving company on a sticky note on his computer. A moving company he doesn’t need for 5 months?

I’m freaking out that he is suddenly going to announce, or not even mention, when he plans to move. It was originally after classes ended in mid-August. So September at the soonest. But he is acting weird about it again.

I’m going to stop by the office after work to talk about getting into a one bedroom but my biggest fear is that I’m going to say my roommate is talking about moving in mid to late summer and they are going to tell me he gave notice for this month or next month or something like that

Too Bummed to Write

Posted in Apartments, Economics, Life with tags , , , , , , on October 11, 2012 by urbannight

Feeling Blue

My roommate just told me that when his classes end next August, he plans to find a job out of state and move.  So I’ll have to apartment hunt again.

This will not be fun since my credit isn’t so good anymore.  About 5 years ago I went from making 26$ an hour to under 6$ an hour.  So my credit took a nose dive since I couldn’t pay stuff off anymore.

Now I’ve finally worked my way up to a somewhat better pay and next week, my new pay scale will but me into the 31,000 a year bracket at a gross pay.  But 220$ goes out of every check after net wages to help get that debt paid off.

Finding an apartment is going to be hard now.  So I’m really rather depressed.

Photos In Motion

Posted in Entertainment, Hobby, Life, Photography, Travel with tags , , , , , , , , , , on September 8, 2012 by urbannight

We went on an outing today and I was feeling a little silly.  I held up my camera and took photos while zooming along the interstate.  I just randomly clicked on the shutter.  These were the keepers. They aren’t perfect but it isn’t a fancy camera and I was traveling at 70 miles an hour shooting them through glass.

This one is my favorite.

27 Days of Moving

Posted in Apartments, Life, Uncategorized with tags , , , on April 27, 2011 by urbannight

I saved this as a draft with the intent to add pictures. This will not happen for the next few days. So I’m just going to post it rather than hang on to it. It would be horribly long if I were to do that.

The main move is going to be May 15th. Sunday evening. After 6:30 PM. Rather late but that is when the big strong male with pick-up truck will be available.

In the mean time, I took all my Friday’s off for moving. Last Friday started out good and ended behind. I had planned out three trips and the first trip was right on track. The second trip took twice as long. At that point I was so exhausted and tired and sore and hungry that I wasn’t worrying about the third trip. I felt quite brain dead and zombiefied.

Saturday was difficult because I was still exhausted and sore and hungry. (I was so tired Friday night I forgot to eat dinner. Hot bath and going to bed early took top billing) The result was that I got in one trip. I was also still so tired that I didn’t get around to packing that evening either. The result was that I only had one trip worth of stuff for Sunday. I still felt rather like the walking dead.

Sunday I felt much recovered. I didn’t have enough for two trips so I didn’t rush in the morning. I got my car loaded and went over with an overnight bag with a change of clothing and bathroom stuff. After unloading I took a long hot soak and got ready for Easter dinner. The water gets VERY hot. A big improvement over the current apartment. But I discovered that the bathroom door is out of alignment so I can’t get it to stay shut and lock.

My roommate and I work at the same place but in different departments. We went to dinner at the Office Manager’s home. It was a nice time and good food. We left much later than I expected. By the time I picked up my car and got back to my place it was 8:00 in the evening. I was ready to go to bed. Totally crash. Much to my amazement, I had a great deal of trouble falling asleep. I was still rather sore and it kept me up late.

Monday was a crazy day at work. But the evening turned out really productive. I packed up a carload worth of boxes and got in a couple of hours of stitching. Due to the pouring rain, there wasn’t a lot of people in the Old Market so I was able to park fairly close to the apartment and unload my car full of empty boxes. I was able to sleep very well and got up in time to pack up another car load.

Tonight I’ll get that dropped off and I made up a new schedule. The frustrating part of all this moving is that now my place looks like a big disaster. I’ve gotten a lot moved but the mess of everything else and the mess of empty boxes makes it feel like I’m farther and farther behind. The more I pack the more I have left to pack. Shouldn’t it be diminishing?

There is a small feeling of productivity. The bathroom is almost empty. It is the only place where I feel like I made progress. Not even the mostly empty bookcases make me feel accomplished. With the books gone, I see all the odds and ends I’ve stuck on the shelves and never found specific places for them to live.

I thought that with all these weeks to do my moving that I would be able to sort through and weed stuff out. But panic set in and now I’m just packing up everything unless it is obvious that I don’t need it anymore. I’ll have to sort and weed out while I’m unpacking. That means I’ll end up moving extra stuff I didn’t need to move.

On the other hand, some of the tubs of really odd odds and ends and miscellaneous stuff are getting left until the end. Maybe I’ll get ahead enough so that I’ll have the time to see what really needs to be discarded rather than moved.

Some odd days of moving

Posted in Apartments, Books, Gaming, Life, Technology with tags , , , , , , , , on April 15, 2011 by urbannight

If you cannot tell, I am too tired to do the math. I’m beat. My feet are killing me. I only moved 6 boxes, so it wasn’t activity that is making my feet scream. It is the shoes I wore. I’m starting this with shoes.

About a year ago I stopped wearing anything other than tennis shoes to work. Lately, someone at work has made me her personal vendetta. We are not supposed to wear tennis shoes to work. But any other type of shoe seems to cause me the bottom of my heel extreme pain and my right hip to hurt and by the time I get home I’m limping. A good quality tennis shoe has proper arch support and proper soles and I can find adult shoes in my size. I don’t have these types of pain when I wear them.

Why is this an issue? I have very small feet. When it comes to work suitable shoes, they are not made in my size. I have to do most of my shoe shopping in the children’s section. Children’s shoes are not designed for adult bodies on top of those small feet. I also need to lose weight. When I weight no more than a child would it wasn’t so bad. (I graduated high school at 96 – 98 lbs).

I COULD buy expensive specialty shoes for adult women in very small sizes. But as a clerical worker, they don’t pay me enough. If I have to spend more money on shoes, I want shoes that I can work out in and do other active stuff in. Not just wear to work or to dinner.

My solution is to go into the doctor’s tomorrow. They are open half a day on a first come first serve basis on Saturday. I will get a note from the doctor to wear tennis shoes. Other people at work have done it. It just seems silly to have to spend money on a doctor to get a note to let me fix a problem I was able to fix on my own.

Back to the moving. Today was my new roommate’s entire move. Got up 1.5 hours earlier than normal. Got my car from a few blocks away and parked in front of the building. Put 6 boxes in it. Stopped at store for toilet paper and laundry detergent. Got to the apartment half an hour too early. Office Max or Depot was very close. It seemed like a good place to kill a little time.

They were having a SALE! I’ve been wanting to replace my computer desk. Perfect timing. I could take it straight to the new apartment. But not then. Not with a car full of boxes.

Got back, signed my half of the lease paper work, got my keys, and started to unload. Remember, I only have 6 boxes. And at this point, I only got one box and one bag in. So this is no big deal. Of course, I have to let in his movers. They were late to his place because of a semi-accident. Then they arrive and he was delayed be of another semi-accident. It’s been raining all night and all day. It’s supposed to continue all night and possibly turn to snow.

Snow in mid-April.

His movers unload and it didn’t take long. We do the check-list, turn it in, and go to lunch. At this point, my feet are in serious pain. And I’ve done very little walking around. Admittedly, I didn’t wear the right shoes for moving. That’s because a puddle soaked my good tennis shoes early in the morning. Since I didn’t really do much I decided that getting a doctor’s note was the best thing.

We run a couple of errands and pick up my new desk. Then we waited for Cox to come hook up the internet. This is when I got the other 5 boxes.

We discussed options for running two computers and two Wii’s. One one for the t.v. in the computer room and one for the t.v. in the living room. In fact, we got the router from the Cox guy. He actually left the router with us and told us how to set it up. Only once it is hooked up, the internet no longer worked. Removing the router from the equation left the same problem. It would say the computer was connected to the internet but was not responding. Installing the router wiped out the computers Cox information so the service wasn’t recognizing his computer.

I left for the old apartment and he got ready to call Cox and get things working again.

According to a call I just got, the problem was on Cox’s end. When the Cox tech called in from the apartment to do the transfer of service, the person on the other end didn’t do it right. As a result, Cox could not identify him anymore. Even though it was fine before the Cox tech fiddled with things.

Now I am tired, my feet and right hip hurt. I limped and hobbled around like a 90-year-old while I looked for my ringing cell phone. It was probably funny to see. Me in my black tee-shirt and my animal print panties tripping over a cat.

I’ve watched episode 5, season 1 of MI-5 and I’m off to a hot bubble bath with a Terry Pratchett book. Tomorrow I shall try to pack up 10 boxes and Sunday I’ll put as many as possible in the car and take them to the new place. With my proper tennis shoes.