the one with all the thank-yous

it wouldn't be proper to have a move and not give my propers once i can move my limbs again. So here goes...
1. Thanks to CNKelly for calling me to help with the bus schedule. Turns out that the bus was never going to come by the hot-as-hell bench i chose. She got me on the right track.
2. Thanks to CNK and Juli for coming over in the afternoon to help. By the time they got here, I was too tired to do anything and trying to preserve something for the truck loading.
3. Thanks to Heidi Camille for taking charge of the kitchen, packing all the dishes, getting every random bit of everything into a box, driving back to drop off the truck, and keeping me from crying the whole time.
4. The Someyers crew. Thanks for the Notary services, encouragement, freakish strength, and flat-out persistence to get the job done. Thanks Kelly for being my copilot & Blake for being our wingman while we drove. And I'm really sorry for cracking Blake in the nads and that he later got his finger smashed to bits.
to be continued...

the one with all the thank-yous, part 2

i promised to continue and i shall.
5. Jen and Jonathan. They were the sweepers. When the rest of us were dying, they came in and brought the gun show. Fereal.
6. The anonymous next renter of the uhaul who, when they founf my phone wedged in the seat, came BACK to the UHAUL store to return it. This thing has my whole life.
seriously, without everyone's help, i could not be in my home right now, today. The only sad thing about that is that i do have to go over one last time because i forgot about my filing cabinet, which was hidden in a closet. So, i'm off to that. Thanks again, everybody!!

when i rule the world...

there will be clearly-marked bus stops with actual schedules posted. Scratch that. We'll just have underground for everything. I'm much better at waiting for the subway than i am at waiting for the bus. In case you're wondering why i'm waiting for the bus, it's because i drove my car ro pick up the truck. It's times like this that i wish i had a clone.

merry xmas!!

i mean, Moving Day. I am soooo excited to move back today that i'm up early and raring to go. All my leg muscles hurt from the weekend's flurry of moving activity, but =lm riding on adrenaline now. And off to get some caffeine to add to the mix. :-) just think. In about 12 hours, i'll be settling in to my own home again. Off to pick up the truck!!

where did everybody go??

remember that arby's commercial? The guy's running around this eerily empty city and he screams that out, and the reply is something like "to the 99-cent sale at arby's". I used to really love arby's. Then i tried one of their wraps and i was violently ill for an entire weekend. Now, i'm aware that those things may not be related. But since it was the last meal i had eaten before the sickness, i just can't stomach it anymore. For awhile, i would actually feel my stomach churning whenever i would think about arby's. Poor arby's. Here i have made a whole blog post about them, none of it good. I miss everyone. Where did you all go?

slightly disappointed in blogger

i sent a mobile blog on friday. It featured a great shot of Buzz looking out at the backyard of our office building. This post never appeared. I tried re-sending it again on Saturday. No dice. My mailbox shows it went out OK. So where is it??

I'm about 36 hours out from moving day. This is very exciting. YAY for moving BACK into my own house!!

what would you do?

This morning, on my way to my doctor's office, I experienced an interesting (and brief!) encounter that I didn't handle as well as I would have liked. I was on Galbraith Road, stopped at an intersection. I saw a woman standing on the sidewalk talking to someone in the car in front of me. I didn't realise it soon enough to get away, but she was asking for something. By the time I realised what was going on, she was at my passenger window. I thought she was asking for money because she was telling me some story about needing to get up the road for her kids to do something about a will of some sort. While I was digging around looking for some change to give her for bus fare, she turned back to get her stuff and that's when I realised that she wanted me to give her a ride. This caused me to freak out and drive away real fast. But I immediately started to feel guilty. I mean, the chances are far greater that this poor lady needed a ride than that she was going to carjack me, or worse. So what would you do?