Apr 262011

sitting here, moved a heck of a lot of boxes to the new place plus clothes, prints, all things music minus the speakers, vcr, dvd and most of my plants.

i’m still packing. took two naps today. can only move a carloads worth and then it’s pretty tough since the parking on this block is so tough to find. i end up walking a block with stuff piled in my hands… the parking is a little bit easier at the new apartment but it’s the 3 flights up that’s the killer….

the furniture (big items) will get moved Thurs. my bro and nephew will be driving down from parts north to assist. of course, i work weds 8pm to thurs 8am, so i won’t be getting any sleep.

really. i hate moving. the more i think i have a handle on things, the more items surface to add to the pile of stuff that still needs to get moved. crap. i moved stuff saturday, mon, and twice today. and still, there are 4 boxes of books (had to repack since they were pretty heavy) and about 5 boxes of kitchen stuff. all drawers are empty…most of my clothes are moved.

sifting through stuff, throwing out lots.

i may take a shower now, get dressed again, and move stuff to my car at least. it’d be nice to at least fill the truck. just want it done already.
i’ve got a little sunburn too. that’s from sweating my ass off carrying stuff one block to my car…


Apr 222011

i’m sitting here listening to john mayer sing gravity. i’m surrounded by packed boxes. another move. another place to leave. i’m already feeling sad. this here is where i lived last with my two cats, now deceased. orangehead’s ashes wait in a bag to be somewhere new…

sometimes, i equate the leaving with defeat. the inability to settle. to be still, to be satisfied. what will it take? will i EVER feel at home?

sometimes, there are sparks of moments when the sun has just set and everything is a little glowy twilight blue and it’s quiet and i’ve got a book and soft music playing in the background and tuxedo cat is nestled at my feet…

that’s when i feel at home.

that, i can take with me…

Apr 212011

this new apartment is what i should have had to begin with. it is basically the same as the one i’m currently moving out of but a hell of a lot better. in better condition, cleaner, neater, quieter AND the landlord is a really good guy. i signed a lease tonight and he gave me the keys and permission to move in now if i wanted to at no extra charge…
he has redeemed my brooklyn ny apt search. totally nice guy. the broker was also very very nice.

so the madness begins. i’ve already packed my books/music/knick knacks…, now comes the kitchen stuff. i can see myself living in that apartment for a long time, so i’ve gotten rid of a lot of junk/extra papers, notes, magazines i was holding onto. my goal is to not move junk i don’t use to the new place.

i’ve got tonight, tomorrow and saturday off from work. so, i’ll be hauling butt trying to get as much stuff packed as i can and try to move as much as i can by myself. my bro and 2 nephews will be helping the end of the month. saturday, i’ll be driving to Mom’s house to hang with her since i won’t be there for Easter and i’ll also borrow my brother’s handtruck.
got little sleep today as i had a doc appt scheduled for 1pm. i worked overnight and got home around 9:30, but had to be ready and out the door before 12 noon as the doc office is in lower manhattan. i ate pasta for breakfast (overnight shifts really screw up your body) headed to bed for one hour so that i could be up by 11am, shower, and hit the bank before heading for the subway…since i would be signing my lease and paying first/last months rent. i walked into the doc office at 12:57pm… i think i was on the slowest train in nyc. the doc spent all of 15 minutes with me. very very upset about that. i mean, i work with vets. they spend ALOT of time talking with clients, answering questions and giving updates on client’s pets. it amazes me how human medicine has become this 5 min consult so they can get maximum appts per day. sad. annoying. and NOT WORTH, the crazy co-pay.
got back home at around 3pm, headed to bed for more zzzzz and woke up at 6pm to get ready to meet the landlord, pay, sign lease, get keys.

back home (soon to not be home) and am chilling before i start packing some more stuff.
eventually, i’d like to take a vacation. perhaps sometime in july…

i also lucked out that the new apartment is only 8 blocks from where i live now and on the same ave.

thank you powers that be.

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Apr 152011
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another day.,.

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