Saturday, June 6, 2009

The move

I writing to you from my new couch in my new living room in my new apartment. I would post pictures, but that would require me to take some, and God only knows where my camera is packed. (Truth be told, he may not even know. I asked him earlier and didn't get a response. I thought he was just ignoring me, but it's possible that he was avoiding the question because it was just too hard.) I'll describe the place, though, and you can use your imagination...

Picture your lovely, put together home.
Now picture it after a tornado.
That's exactly what my apartment looks like.
But, when I get done cleaning up after the unnatural disaster that was my move, it's going to be great.

Speaking of the move, I was awake for forty hours straight. It poured down rain most of the day. By the time it was all over, I looked like this...


And that's all I'm going to say about that. Except, my parents were so incredibly helpful during this whole process that now I think I'm going to have to care for them when they get old. I was planning on paying my sister-in-law to do it, but after this move, changing their adult diapers is probably the least I can do.

8 comments:

deboo said...

Hey, T! You sound GREAT (if a bit soggy)!! So sorry I've been out of touch with the Blog World. Just can't seem to get my blog on, I guess. I gave up. For now. Maybe some other time.

Will write you email. Glad to hear you've touched down to Terra Firma. What a journey!

-deb-

Maria said...

Ah...BALTIMORE! I loved living there and you will too. Tess and I are visiting New York next month. Any chance you might be able to swing by and meet us?

Tim Koppenhaver said...

Hilarious!

Eric said...

Your nose looks dry, you should have that checked.

☆Susanlee☆ said...

Yay! I always love it when I'm sleeping in a new place, even if there are still boxes everywhere. Congratulations on making the move!

Eric said...

Cool.

MmeBenaut said...

Wow - your very own apartment, complete with the after effects of a tornado. When you do find that camera, take some pics and post them so we can enjoy your digs with you.
The image of your (very young) parents in diapers was one I didn't really need though, Terroni. Now I feel about 108.

dive said...

Mmmm … the smell of moist dog.

Welcome to your new home, T!