Last week, C and I got the keys to our new apartment on Tuesday, and I had to be out of my old apartment by Friday. It was also my last week full-time at the PD's office. As such, I was refusing to take a full day off to move. So, I planned to pack all weekend to the sound of Netflix or love of my life Spotify, move everything out Tuesday and Wednesday, clean Thursday and be done in plenty of time to sleep a normal amount on all nights.
Best laid plans of mice and men and all that.
Now, moving is never fun. Never, ever, ever, ever, ever. Throwing all of your things into boxes, hauling those boxes to a different place, and then taking all of those things out of those boxes sucks. There's no way around it; no way to make it fun.
Our school's network was down starting the Saturday I planned to start packing. So that meant no interwebs. Which meant a sad and Netflix-less Manda. And not laundry machines. Which meant an angry and frustrated Manda moved dirty laundry.
I have WAY more stuff than I imagined. I lived in a two bedroom apartment by myself, and it was apparently my mission to fill it all. That meant that I moved a few hours Tuesday, a few hours Wednesday, then six hours Thursday. Add two hours of cleaning to Thursday, and it's two a.m. C's boyfriend was awesome and left me an air mattress; I blew it up, flopped down and passed out. Up at five a.m. to unload everything then off to work!
I was out of my apartment on time, so it all worked out.
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| Peace out, Oak Park. |
I bought an antique bed frame that I'm absolutely in love with on Craigslist. I now have a mattress, and I love it even more.
It's been kind of strange not being at the PD's office. I know my email is going to be overflowing, and I miss the assignments. I get to go back the second day of school, but it'll be different to not be there all the time.
Sunday, C, C, and I went to the Sacramento Antique Fair. That was a fun trip. Some of the stuff was what my great-grandfather would have called a nickel's worth of God help us, but some of it was gorgeous. There were tons of trunks to drool over. Like, the most beautiful trunks I have seen in a long time. If only they weren't two or three hundred dollars.
C and C hit the jackpot though. We found a sweet locker (like a full length high school locker that the nerdy kids get stuffed into), a big picture frame for $5 (score!), an end table, an awesome love seat for our patio, and a beautiful blue dresser. It's now sitting beautifully in my closet, full of my clothes.
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| Isn't she beautiful?? |
Tuesday, I volunteered in a scavenger hunt for the 1Ls. We got awesome neon orange shirts. My job was to sit at a coffee shop for four hours and tell people they could have free coffee. My life was hard.
Wednesday, I volunteered with registration. I loved meeting all the first years and sending them on their way.
Today, I recruited for my clubs. I had spiels that I could rattle off without thought. Thank you, sorority recruitment. I guess you weren't completely terrible.
Tomorrow, I get to start first assignments. Helloooooo 120 pages of trial advocacy and a bunch of constitutional law. Out of the frying pan we go.


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