MOVING COMPLETED!

And the Lord said unto thee, "Behold the completion of thy move! Behold the wonder of many rooms filled with boxes."

And there was much rejoicing. "Yay."

Yep, three days later we are now done moving.

For the record, 15 bags of trash were carted out of my bedroom alone. For those keeping track.

It was a long process that was frought with peril. (Steve hit his head on a tree branch. Vanessa was frightened by a spider.)

For many the whole weekend brought about much sneezing and wheezing. My apologies go out to Teesa and Kurt who so boldly and courageously, braved their allergies to help our humble cause. I also say, "your welcome" to the allergy medication people. I sent some good business your way in the last couple of days. You can send my royalty check to me immediately. No seriously!

Thus far everyone seems to be in agreement that the new place is a much welcomed improvement over the dark dungeon we've finally been given our freedom from. I don't know what they're talking about...I personally enjoyed the nightly torture and the overall dark and dreary element we've left behind.

But, I guess the added ambient light that comes from elevating one's living quarters further above ground is considered a good thing. Especially on those rare occasions where we venture out of our cocoon to see if the world has come to an end yet or not. The bright glow of the sun at those times can be soothingly reassuring.

So the old place is empty (it looks better that way) and the new place is full of boxes. (It's as though we've created a cardboard model of downtown New York in our living room.) But alas, the apartment complex decided in their ultimate wisdom that releasing our new apartment's keys 14 hours early so that we could move over our T.V.'s was not in their best interest... soooo... we are having to make like 1959 and watch static and "snow" on our T.V.'s until Thursday.

Actually between 3 and 5 on Thursday to be exact. Or not exact. Why can't the cable company just say 3? And mean it? What's with the two hour window? I love the commercials, "we guarantee to be on-time for your hook-up!" Sure, everyone could always be on-time if they could get away with two hour arrival windows.
"Hey Chuck! You gonna make it to my wedding tomorrow?"
"Sure Verne! When is it?"
"Well, we'll start at 4-6!"

Anyway... This may be my last entry until Thursday night... seeing as how the cable is also how I get my internet services. *sigh* Talk to you all soon!