Woke up this morning with extraordinarily sore muscles. The result of a weekend long full of moving stuff out of our current home (Amanda’s parents) and up three flights of stairs to our new one. Of course that’s three flights of stairs times 20, so it can tire a person out.
Luckily for us, we had some help on Saturday as our movers who were going to lend us a van (but the van had some faulty brakes so he wouldn’t let us drive it) offered to come down and help out, so luckily they did most of the heavy lifting. This is good, considering that just carrying up the 15 or so boxes from an SUV was exhausting enough and I can’t fathom what it would have been like to carry the 8 wardrobe boxes and other assorted things. The good news is that we didn’t break anything (and I’m referring to both any of our china dishes or body parts).
It’s been kind of weird to realize that we are just 5 days from moving for real and that it’s all-final. We’ve been working on this for months, and it’s actually been about a year since we went into contract. Amazing how long this process takes.
Sunday we had our first co-op meeting and I have to say it wasn’t that bad. All the bad blood with our neighbor has partially evaporated as we are now I think just all trying to ‘get along,’ and although I have no doubt the tension is still there and under the surface, we’re doing our best to just move forward and have a positive experience there. That and the man who’s a nightmare is sick, and it’s probably bad karma to fight with someone who is not healthy. Either way, I think we’re trying to put that chapter behind us and start to focus on the future. I will say though that I had no idea about how complicated being a homeowner really is.
Tonight I’ll post some more pictures of the final apartment (pre-furniture) and then next week we’ll post some pictures of the move and where we are at.
Until then…
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