Tuesday, April 29, 2008

Put me in a packed apartment...

... and I go a little crazy.


I just can't sit around and watch TV when surrounded by boxes. The neurotic inside me cries out "What if you really need a hand blender and a pair of mittens?" As such, I am a compulsive unpacker unless literally dragged to the couch (which is now, amusingly, completely box-free due to my efforts). 

It probably doesn't help that I may be a little high off paint fumes. 

On the bright side, the actual move went phenomenally smooth. We had a whopping nine people shuttling our stuff up the horrendous purple carpeted stairs, meaning we were able to move both the Duke and I out of our respective apartments and into the new one by 3pm. Which included some serious maneuvering skills with the moving truck after the asshats doing construction a few doors down from me decided to park their enormous truck on one side of the narrow residential street, and their dumpster directly across from it. It was seriously a matter of inches.

My one pet peeve, however, is pack rat accusations. Inevitably, these always come from men who own three plates and one pan. Don't hate on me because I have the fixings to cook you up a casseroles and an angel food cake! 

I am happy to report that the apartment is even more fabulous than I recalled. The two of us keep on looking around in awe, saying "I can't believe this is ours!" We're used to being able to hear each others every move in my old place-- now we have to shout to hear each other when in different rooms. The only thing I find a little disturbing is the excess amount of mirrors. You know, the unfortunate "didn't-you-want-to-watch-yourself-pee" mirror, and the "hey-look-there's-me-first-thing-in-the-morning" mirrored closet right across from our bed. 

Now that the boxes are close to unpacked, I'm putting on my decorator hat-- which, by proxy, also includes my handywoman hat. Although I'm no superstar in this regards, I can hang a shelf if need be, and my toolbox actually kicks the Duke's toolbox's ass. However, after unsuccessfully negotiating a hammer, nails, tape measure, and leveler while standing on my kitchen table in an attempt to hang a set of in-wall candleholder in perfect diagonal fashion, and failing miserably (they looked level from 8 feet off the ground!), I feel like tucking my tail behind my legs a little. Especially after I tried to do the much easier act of hanging one of my paintings, only to find that the set of picture hangers I'd purchased yesterday bent in a matter of seconds. 

The 12-year old in me (who is consequently also high on paint fumes) tells me that I should play scientist with my new garburator instead, and see what I can plausibly shove down my sink. An entire block of styrofoam? A mango? Excitement!!

25 comments:

brookem said...

glad to hear the move went so well!

you never know when those (bedroom) mirrors might come in handy! ;)

Essentially Me said...

Hooray for help with moving! You made amazing time!

Can't wait to see some photos of the new digs!

The Duke said...

My inner 12 year old is also high.

Psychgrad said...

Congrats on a success move! I hope we get to see some pix.

Jocelyn said...

This is soooo cool...and I'll bet pretty soon those two toolboxes are going to mate and, physically and spiritually, become one.

twentysomethingandclueless said...

Decorating's the fun part! I can't wait to find an apt and decorate it how I want :)

Ant said...

Yay - pics!

Those garbage disposal things are mental fascinating - you won't have anything left (possibly including a finger or two) by the time you've satisfied your curiosity...

thestoryofagirl said...

Woo! I'm so happy you like your apartment, even if it has unfortunate mirror placement. I love new apartments. Hehe, they're so exciting.

I hope the decorating goes better though. And please, no styrofoam down the sink, please. That just doesn't sound safe! ;-) Kidding.

Tin Ma'am said...

You know what's worse than those mirrors? Having towels with monkey's on them that stare at me while I pee... who the hell has monkey decorations on all their bathroom stuff and why is paul frank telling me he's my friend while I defecate into a porcelain bowl? Uncool.

A Margarita said...

Lol. Congrats! New apartments are the bomb, especially when they're NICER new apartments.

Arielle said...

Garburator? I've never heard that word. I call it a garbage disposal. Garburator sounds way cooler, though.

Congrats on the move!

Also, I am totally OCD about unpacking. I do it IMMEDIATELY.

Jess said...

I'm glad the move went so well! It sounds like you two have the perfect apartment.

lspoon said...

I'm a compulsive unpacker too. In fact I'm not allowed to pack or move anything. My job is to strictly unpack!

How in the world did you find 9 people to help you move? I'm lucky if I can find one or two!

distractedspunk said...

Congratulations on the speedy success with which you are met!

Surfergrrl said...

glad to hear everything went well. I want to see pictures!

Ashley said...

haha this?

"What if you really need a hand blender and a pair of mittens?"

cracked me up. glad to hear everything went well!

Katelin said...

Aw glad to hear the move was successful, I can only imagine how exciting it must be. Seriously, I am vicariously moving out of my house through you, haha.

Deutlich said...

LMAO @ the mango comment

seriously.

Nilsa S. said...

Good to hear the move went well. Though physically moving stuff is only half the battle. Unpacking and decorating makes a house your home. Good luck with the next phase!

Beth said...

In by 3:00 p.m. sounds like a miracle in the world of moving.
I'd say don't try to unpack and do everything at once, but I wouldn't take such advice myself. That desire to feel settled is a powerful one.
Enjoy!

S'Mat said...

You know, I've read your coherent and interesting posts for a few months now (give or take a timeout or two), and never known really where you live other than 'West of here'.
The garborator gave it all away: Vancouver!

Stephanie said...

I'm so glad the move went smoothly! Isn't it wonderful to have a place to live that you just LOVE?! Maybe we will see pics? Of your decorating skills?

sauerkraut said...

I hate moving. I will not leave this house until they bring the pine box in.

ps who the heck is paul frank and why is tin ma'am letting him into her baffroom while she ... does whatever she does in there?

Devin Reams said...

Oh please, I can make angel food cake in my tupperware that I've accumulated from Noodles & Co. (to-go). Tell me the last time you've used that hand blender, huh?

Sheila said...

When we moved into our current home, my family all had to remark on how I unpacked all the boxes in ONE day. I can't stand clutter and chaos, which is why I can only shake my head in disgust when I look at the children's playroom!