Moving On

Hey All!

It’s been about a week since my last post. I've been super busy! Don’t believe me?

I have moved.

Yes, it’s true! I, resident for 26 years at my previous home, have moved. It’s a cute little apartment and I have a roommate who I wasn't raised with. It’s weird, a little. I’m not sure about our upstairs neighbors, though. They make lots of noise. Well. I guess that’s to be said about everyone’s upstairs neighbors, right? I’m used to living in the country where all you had to worry about were the occasional gunshots in the far distance. Now, though. Now I have to worry about walking. How can people walk so loud?! I didn't know it was that possible to walk so hard on the floor. This isn't a problem, though, if I don’t have to sleep during the day.

Oh. Wait.

Yeah. Hello, Graveyard-er. How was your “night”?

My “night” was actually more of a nap. Which is not conducive to a brightly shining mind in the “morning.”

Other than the neighbor thing, I think I’m going to like it here.

Updated, 11/9/13: As a side note . . . neighbors aren't so bad -- I use a fan to block out most of the noise and I sleep quite soundly. It's the middle of the night, on my day's off, where I have the most problems . . . no internet, no Netflix, no Pinterest . . . Gah! Those nights are long . . . 

So. Moving on (hah! See what I did there?)!

Wednesday was busy! After getting off work, I took a nap until noon and then I went on a photography adventure with my sister’s sister-in-law, JH. She takes amazing pictures! I took pictures, of course. But you’ll not see them until I get them edited  And since I don’t have internet or cable at the new apartment, you’ll likely see something before the end of the year. ;)

After the photography, I went Trunk-or-Treating with my sister (J), her husband (B), and my baby-girl niece (LJ), who just turned one year old. My niece was a butterfly thingy, I think. She got to wear a tulle tutu and wings my sister picked up at Spirit. LJ was super adorable and totally rocked her “I’m quite adorable and you should let me rule the world” vibe. J rocked a poodle skirt and B went as . . . A band director. Yeah. He got off work and didn't really want to dress up so he wore his pep band shirt. I, on the other hand, decided about a half hour before they left that I wanted to go, too, and wanted to dress up as well! I decided to be a cat burglar, minus the ears and whiskers (since I don’t keep them in my makeup kit and all). I thought I pulled it off pretty good considering the short amount of prepping time I had. Off we went to T-or-T! I volunteered for trunk duty since this was their first Halloween as “real” trick-or-treaters. The kids started off with a BANG and didn't let up until there was no more candy to be found, except the ones I had dropped on the ground in my haste to make the munchkins leave me alone. Children in search of free candy can be vicious! And rude. And I swear, they think you’re dumb. Like they think, “Oh, I was just here two minutes ago. She won’t remember me!” and then they proceed to reappear. About five times. In about ten minutes. Yes, I understand this was to give them a nice, safe environment in which to collect candy. But geeze. “Please” and “thank you” are still in the dictionary. Come on, Monsters! All-in-all, it was fun and I would totally do it again next year. But I’ll be sure to have more candy and make sure to scare the crap out of those beasties so they can earn their candy. And that’s how another board was added to my Pinterest account . . .

Thursday was Halloween, of course. Since we live in the boonies, we didn’t have any trick-or-treaters. But J, my other sister, K, and I hosted a “Baby Halloween Party.”

Is it just me or is my family starting to sound like MIB agents?

I like it.

Anyway, back to the party! My friends NMS and TN came over with their adorable baby-faces, E and C. Both babies were dressed as Pebbles, from the Flintstones. Adorable!! I loved how their Mamas were super creative (and thrifty!) in their costume designs. Food and drinks were had by all and we watched the munchkins crawl, walk, and cry all over each other. At least there was no food fights. That’ll be next year, right? The day was going great until TN decided to ask J, “have you and B decided when you’ll start trying for another baby?” Innocent enough question, right? J looked at me. I looked at J. Just then, B walked through the front door and J turned to B and said, “You answer that question.”

J said this because she knew she couldn’t lie.

I knew she couldn’t lie. She couldn’t lie to me, two weeks previous.

They already tried.

And are now expecting June 9, 2014.

Which is why my sister can’t run a half marathon with me on June 14, 2014. Understandable, I suppose.

So. B answered and the women squealed and happiness was had by all. That night, J, B, and LJ went trick-or-treating at the homes and businesses of Grandparents and Great-Grandparents. She wore her butterfly outfit from the day before but instead of a white onesy, she had a black t-shirt with the words, “Big Sister” printed on the front. More squealing and happiness ensued (I wasn't there but I heard about it all later).

Friday was a lot of packing and moving stuff around. B took my twin bed (yes, I know, but it really is super comfortable!) to my apartment and we settled it in. I took a trip down to Shoreline to hang out with my good friend JD and have Indian food and go shopping for bookshelves. We were able to hang out (something we don’t get to do often but both really enjoy). She told me her boy problems while I listened and stuffed my face and we both squirrel watched. Even though it was cold. The Indian food was enough fuel to keep us warm, I assure you! After I dropped her off I drove back to the apartment and moved the bookshelves in. I set up one of them and decided to call it a night.

Since Friday, I have set up all three shelves, moved my hope chest (with the help of two great volunteers!) and nearly all of my totes into the apartment (and put them on the lovely new shelves), and have gotten nearly into a routine. And now, I get the privilege of working a 12-hour shift. This is a first for me. I've only ever done ten hours at a time so we’ll see how I fare.

Now for Pinterest and Netflix. The only thing left to console me on this, the longest night of the week.

Cheers!

LC