I just spent 40 minutes switching my fridge/freezer doors from one side to the other. You'd think this would be easy, but you'd be wrong. My fruit is half defrosted because the doors were off for ages and I'm not sure how the dill has fared. I've been holding off on getting groceries until this task was complete, so, yay! I can buy groceries now!
Honestly, this is the highlight of my week thus far. You can see how thrilling my life has become. Or maybe it was always like this...
After work today I tried to start unpacking. I figured a week was long enough to wait before getting settled in. This is the longest I've ever waited after moving. I just haven't really felt like settling in just yet. But it's starting to get sort of ridiculous, dodging boxes and eating takeaway. My eating habits have been quite sad this week, and I've only just eaten a meal prepared (sort of) in my own home: warming up a frozen prepared meal (made before I went to Edmonton) in the microwave. The sense of accomplishment is slight.
I've gotten rid of so many books that I now need to find other things to fill the empty spaces on the shelves. Currently my toolbox is dividing my cookbooks from BUST; this is amusing to me. I wanted to put my drill between pop culture books and Japanese language books, but it doesn't make sense.
The house is still a total mess, but at least it's sort of set out as I intended it to be. Minus all the boxes, of course. And with things out of the boxes and put somewhere. And my clothes out of suitcases... Crap.
One day... one day I will be settled in. One day...
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I broke a toe last night as I stumbled over an unpacked box in the livingroom if it makes you feel any better. The same foot (but not same toe) as the one I busted the day I returned to LA.
Moving is awesome.
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