My landlord is a total sweetheart. He let me move in my things slowly from the time I signed the lease to the first of the month when I officially started renting.
We took two trips to move everything over. On the first day we took over everything I got at IKEA and then assembled most of it. Kasey and Jon were amazing, excited, and totally willing. Pulling a classic Jamie move while assembling a kitchen chair, I put two of the pieces in incorrectly, spent a million years trying to get the screws in, and only realized I had done something wrong when I was trying to put the seat on. I then refused to take the thing apart again, making the excuse that the screws would probably get stripped or it wouldn’t go back together again, but really I just couldn’t envision spending another million years taking it apart and putting it back together. Instead I made Jon bring his drill the next time we were at the apartment and drill new holes. Problem solved and my chair is perfect.
Official moving day!
Guys, my coworkers did it again! They are the kindest, most generous people on the planet. I asked maybe one or two people if they had a truck and all of a sudden I had someone with a truck and trailer and many many volunteers to be my muscle. They’re the bomb.com. Moving day turned out to be way more easy than I had anticipated. Jon was excellent at making sure everything was ready and organized. Beautiful Amber and her dad brought the truck and trailer and super helpful attitudes, and Ruben and Megan brought their muscle and positivity. It was awesome.
Having things in the apartment immediately made it more homey and exciting. The quiet neighborhood and little secrets I kept discovering made me really happy. Some little quirks of an old apartment just made me laugh and shrug my shoulders.
Next week I will post about my first week in the apartment. Don’t forget to subscribe/follow if you want to be notified whenever I post!
Until next time,