Just about there.

I go tonight to pick up the food in the fridge, gather the cleaning supplies, and turn off the lights for the last time. It seems sad, knowing that a chapter in my life is just about to close. I have lived in that house, in two different apartments, for a very significant part of my life. I ended my Bachelor's there. I fumbled with my life, then decided to do my Master's. I completed the Master's there. I ended one job, did some research, and started a new job while living there. I had 4 different roommates, some for a very short time, others for longer.

I am...sad to leave it, and excited. I am slightly scared, but mostly anticipating the next chapter of my life. I have all my things at the new house, and I've begun the sorting and putting away process. Things are going in the trash, and sometimes those things are mementos. It is hard to get rid of them, like throwing away a piece of my past, but I can't keep it all. I have to be choosy. What to keep and what to recycle/throw away. I know I will always have the memories, but will a physical reminder help keep the memory strong? Without something tangible, will it fade away?

I look at this blog, and where it's taken me. All the way from my first apartment to my first house. Yet, as things go on, is this the forum for me? Will I keep writing here or shall I write somewhere else? Will changing the blog title really change anything? I want to keep writing, but does anyone even read this? Would it be better to start with my paper journal again, or is that just another thing I should put in a box on a shelf to read another day?

Don't mind my waxing eloquent on the blog, and the chapters of my life. I'm tired. I moved for 12 hours on each day of this weekend, as well as preparing for a major presentation today at work. I also have errands to run at lunch, and my brother is back from Canada and I'd like to see him today or tomorrow. It seems lately my life is in hypermode, with not enough time to do all that I'd like.

Hopefully, sometime very soon, life will slow down a bit, so I can just relax and enjoy it.

Connected with the world.

Here I sit at a desk, this post. I have my desk put together and my computer upon it and internet attached to the computer. I have set up a new wireless internet account and will put in a network for the computers here when I have the chance. I have cable TV too, for the first time ever. I'm not sure we need it, but we got a deal for 6 months. We'll try it and if we decide we don't need it, we'll switch. I've never had it before, but Trevor has. We'll probably be keeping it :)

My clothes have made it to the house. My bedroom stuff has been organized, and the bathroom stuff and the kitchen stuff that is here, and some office. I need to put the downstairs bedroom back together but that is a chore for a different day. Now I'm tired, and I want to crawl into my new bed and fall asleep. I am going to work for fairly early tomorrow. I will be done about 3:30 or so, and then I'll begin the process of bringing one more load to the house, cleaning, wiring, and organizing again. Ooh, and a target run. Time to go spend money!

PS. Painting party on Sunday. Anyone want to come???

Move In Begun.

I am sitting on the floor in my living room of my house. It's 10 PM. I have been a home owner for almost 17 days. Maybe 18. I can't be bothered to do the math right now. Last night was the first night I slept here. It was kinda scary and kinda sad. Scary, because it's a neighborhood I've only driven through, been in my yard. There are a lot of kids, I know it's safe, but I was all by myself and I am only half moved and was feeling very discombobulated. I was also sad. Sad to leave Como Park. Sad to leave the current roommate. Oh, I know we'll be seeing each other, hopefully often. But it is different when you live with someone, and you live together well. I was also hyped up on emotion because of all that had happened last weekend. I painted downstairs and finished the whole bottom level while Trev did wiring and putting together upstairs rooms and such. Sunday Trev and I moved most of my stuff with the help of his friend Tim. Sunday night I picked up roommate from the airport. By the time I got back to the apartment and got the few things I needed and made sure I was OK for work....I was over emotional. Weepy almost. It was odd. I think the house finally became real to me in that moment. I was leaving renting. I was growing up. It was odd, and scary, and I"m still in a weird mood about it. (but still very happy, I assure you.)

So here I sit on the floor in my living room at 10:06. I have my speaker system hooked up so I can listen to music as I clean and work. Tonight I've done 2 loads of laundry and put it away in my new closet. I've vacuumed one room and steam cleaned two. I'm about to organize the bathroom stuff and take a shower. Shower, you think...that's not that odd. It is, when it's the first time you've used the shower. I have no idea if it gets too hot or too cold. How the water pressure is. If the bottom of the surface is slippery, and if I need to add some stickies to it. I had meant to organize the kitchen stuff, but the vacuum and steam cleaning and laundry took longer than I expected. Always that is the way with things for this house. I think I estimate the time well, but something happens to make it take longer. Part of me just wants to take the shower and go to bed. I can do the bathroom stuff tomorrow when I'm fresh. I'm wanting to put everything in a place. To pick the place now. To stick with the clean, organized self that lives inside me...deep, deep down. I think I may just put away enough to get into the shower for tonight. Yes. Then I will sleep. It's been a long day.

Tomorrow I will go get a new license :( I will miss my WI one. So here I stand, at 10:11, to go finish my evening, curl up with Eeyore, and go to sleep.

I can’t believe all that has happened. I have been so busy I have not even blogged.

After I blogged about not having my house, I got it back. It’s a long story and not worth getting into here, but I closed March 30 and I am now a proud homeowner. Proud, and tired. I have been painting for the last week and a half or so…almost every room in the house needs paint. After tonight the 4 bedrooms will be done. I still have the kitchen, living room, family room, hallways, and main entrance to paint. Luckily it will only be three more colors. I just have to pick them. Sometime I am going to paint the two bathrooms, but not now. Also the laundry room can stay the way it is. I have to figure out a few more things as well. Such as what is going where for when I move my stuff.

I know where most of the things I’m bringing over will go, but not all. I will start with the bringing things soon. In fact, this weekend I will probably move most of my stuff. That doesn’t leave me with much time. Tomorrow I will pick up the rest of the paint and pack up things, Thurs/Friday I will try my best to get most of the painting in the downstairs done. Saturday I will move a majority of things, if the weather is nice. Sunday too there will be moving, and more painting. Next week I hope to finish the painting and start some organizing. Either that Sunday or sometime during the week I’ll finish moving the stuff from my apartment. That next Friday (we’re up to the 27^th now folks) My new appliances will be delivered, so I have to have things ready for them to go into place. I also have to find out if I have to plumb in the new gas line or if the installers do that. (for the gas dryer). By the end of April I have to be completely out of my apartment.

Even though appliances come with a house, and even though they are in perfectly good working order and quite nice, I decided I wanted new ones, so I have For Sale:

1 desk, slightly bruised but in fine working condition.

1 electric coil oven (30 in width)

1 washer

1 dryer

Pictures and pricing available upon request, with more items for sale to follow

Anyone who wants to try their hand at painting with me is more than welcome!