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| Yup, that's all my stuff |
The little sister picked me up from work at about 5:30pm. First we went to Salvation Army to buy a desk she had seen earlier in the day, then to Wal-Mart for a money order, and finally to my new apartment where it took all of ten minutes to move everything (including the new desk) into my cozy little
ground floor room (I've never lived on the ground floor before and am use to hiking up multiple flights when moving in and out of apartments). I am, admittedly, not the best judge of character, but my roommate seems very nice and even on the safe side of quirky.
I've already set my alarm for 7am, which is two hours later than normal (5am) and still gives me 45 minutes to get ready before heading out the door. There were two pennies dropped in my room by, I assume, the last roommate. One was heads up and one was heads down, which confuses my closeted superstitious tendencies. Good night new apartment. Welcome home me (again).
Congrats on the new place, scares me to think I might one day have to get one.
ReplyDeleteBelieve me, I'm still freaking out. I figure that this is better than having my own place though and it's a month to month lease, so when I get super antsy I can run.
DeleteA girl with barely any baggage to speak of is such a refreshing thing to see!
ReplyDeletecongrats, would love to know how you've accumulated so little things! i long to be like that!
ReplyDeleteAll the extra time you are going to have!
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