Movin’ On Up
And, oddly enough, it is to the east side.
Yes, folks, I’m moving. Same town, different place. The cats and I are tired of the neighborhood and all its yelling and thumpings and the lease is up, so it was decided we should move.
The clincher, really, was the dead body found about two blocks from my apartment a couple months back. I’d been thinking about moving for a while, but that really solidified the idea for me. Granted, murders happen all over the place, but I was looking for an excuse, so there you have it.
The new place is actually a townhouse – a 2 bedroom, 1.5 bath, 2 floor townhouse. It’s a bit more expensive, but not crazy, and it’s a LOT nicer than my current place. It’s the kind of place I could see being in for a long time.
I was looking for a house to rent when I stumbled across this. I was tired of sharing walls with people. More specifically, I was tired of people using my ceiling as their floor and I was tired of the constant commotion. I wasn’t too keen on having to mow a lawn and do any yard work, but I figured it was a small price to pay. Turns out “small price to pay” isn’t a term you hear much in relation to renting houses. Anything in my price range wasn’t a place I wanted to live.
So the process has begun. I paid my first month’s rent yesterday and got my key. I moved a few boxes over last night and will move more tonight. Saturday is the day for moving the 5 or 6 “big” things I have, and that’ll pretty much be that, except for the unpacking. I also need to get utilities switched over, and that never goes as planned, especially the cable. “Between noon and three” is the biggest scam on the American people since Lee Harvey Oswald landed on the moon.
So I apologize for the light blogging lately. Between work and move preparations, it’s kind of fallen by the wayside. I’ll get back to it eventually. You know you can’t shut me up.
I could really go for a slice of pie.