linden_jay

Also packing tape, and balled up newspaper, and other moving related nonsense. Except that no, I don't love these things, and I'm totally fibbing because yeah. No. And we haven't even really, really gotten into an unpacking groove yet, because we've had company for the past two days. Now, granted, he was here on a research trip, and he couldn't really help the timing because it was sandwiched in around a conference and his flight home, but there's been better timing in the world. I feel like it's kind of knocked us off our momentum... we were unpacking and finding stuff that we needed and everything, and now we've spent the past few days driving around and visiting and just not doing much of anything at all. Which is kind of irritating. But he's gone now, back on his way to Ontario, and we can get back doing that whole unpacking thing. Joy.

The cats are giddy though, finally having space to run around in. They're spending all their time going from room to room, hanging out on top of the fridge, generally making a nuisance of themselves. It's pretty cute.

I've been looking all over town, and I have yet to find a place that has wireless internet, and is open past nine pm. The joys of living in a small town, man, I tell you. Only four more days, I know, but gah. Annoying.

I miss writing, and I miss everyone SO much, but it is wonderful finally being in our own place again. I feel like I have room to breathe again. I've got my dishes, and my things organized in my fridge, the way I like it. It's amazing how fast that's the sort of stuff you really miss. Yes, I organize my fridge. Yes, as I've said before, I'm a total and utter dork. I've dealt with this.