It has happened, I finally have upstairs neighbors and it only took about a week. Finally I can complain about the people above me stomping and sounding like they are having a jumping parade. River dancing much?
Last night when I had my head in the trashcan (oh yeah I was sick, fell asleep at the toilet) I thought I heard people moving in and a dog barking. No, I say, this empty building could not be inhabited by humans and it's just my sick nerves that is imagining all of this. Well apparently not.
When I moved into this building there was NO ONE in it. I had the choice of any room I wanted. I knew I did not want first floor because of all the first floor terror stories, and with there being no elevator, I thought of lugging items up to the very top floor, which is how I decided on the one I am in.
Damn it, damn it, damn it. In college I was on the 4th floor (and had an elevator) and never had to worry about people above me. I should have done like college Megan. Right now, it sounds like the person may be wearing heels and strutting around the place getting dressed. Oh joy, even less parking places, and even more noise. This is going to be GREAT when I get my migraines during my period and even the sound of an opening and closing door can cause me to vomit.
Why oh why did I not pick the top floor? Would an extra flight of stairs really be that much of an issue? So far I think I'm just excited to complain about the people upstairs because honestly, the heel walking is not a bad thing. I mean I walk hard as hell and feel so sorry for the poor sap who will hear my stilt walking all hours of the night. I am a night owl and instead of flying, I gallop all throughout my place. Not an issue before, but now, haha I need to be more conscious of my walking I guess.
Stop it out!
Megan
Thursday, March 17, 2016
Thursday, March 10, 2016
Day 4
I forgot all about this "blog" as I usually do and as I will do maybe after this post. I've always loved writing and in middle school and high school it was something I had done almost daily. In college I did it a few times but it wasn't for anything to life altering or special. So here I am, post grad, hoping to get back into my mind freeing, relaxing past time.
Since I did forget to write I assume I can sum the past four days in one, starting off long, then ending short blog. Here goes nothing.
Day 1- Moving on Up- South Central
The arrival of this city almost seemed impossible. The plan the night before was to leave about 7 or 8 but in reality it turned out to be after 1, around 2 perhaps. After getting everything situation at home... where I grew up? What the hell do you call the place you lived for 15 years? We were off on the road. My mother and pup in my car, dad in his. Magically my mother and I did not argue and were not mad at each other for the 3 hour drive. Lord knows that happens often. She's quite emotional and we both have strong personalities. I almost arrived to sign my lease when the place was closing but no worries- I got there! I got the keys to my place, showed the light bill switch and lied and said I'd bring my renter's insurance which I did not have.
It only took about an hour to move everything upstairs. At first, I loved it. The wood floors were beautiful, granted countertop sexy, smell amazing new, better than new car smell, knowing I had my own place liberating. Then I started to unpack and noticed a lot of stuff that needed to be fixed. A dent in the door knob, a drawer that was over screwed, paint missing in places. I can go on but I'll sum it up by saying it all got fixed relatively fast.
'Rents and I went to Walmart to just get it over with since we had to get basic stuff anyway. I wanted organic eco friendly cleaning products but that failed big time.
After that, the family and I blew up an air mattress and the three of us with the dog slept in my bedroom. The pup and me on the floor and the 'rents on the bed. The first night was freezing with the air off but luckily the res were comfortable.
Day 2- TV Me
Woke up quite early- especially for me. I got on the phone, got renter's insurance, and internet. Internet was due to be delivered Wednesday with furniture. At this time Pops is putting together the tedious Ikea furniture because why not? I mean small pieces, wordless instructions and a headache never hurt anyone. Although not handy, I would have preferred to build that dresser instead of the plethora of dishes I washed. My hands still smell like dish soap two days later and I swear I have a hint of latex gloves somewhere in there.
Momma and me went to a few stores to get things in bulk and Pops stayed at home with Pup. The most important thing can easily be the television I got for my living room. I have not bought a new TV since 2009 and it was like a 24 inch for my dorm room. Smart TVs are the most amazing inventions known to man. Who needs vaccines and modern medicine when you can watch Netflix, and listen to Spotify on one device. Makes me regret buying that damn Apple TV a few weeks ago.
Day 3- Yesterday
I finally hung out with my best friend. He lives out here and a good chunk as to why I applied to jobs out here and decided to move and leave the nest. We went to a place he took me when I went to spend New Years here. I think I'll try to make it our place at least once a month. We can dish, talk shit, and just catch up. He works full time and I plan on meeting other people as to not smother one another. The hardest part is finding friends.
Furniture was delivered at 9 and Internet came at 1 an HOUR after he promised coming. As a girl (and her dad) who loves TV and had not watched it in three days, it took too long! Furniture was set up so quickly that it put my father's two-day Ikea building to shame.
Best Buddy came over and saw the place, he loved it. Said that it looked like I have lived here for a while instead of just moving in three days ago. He asked me to decorate his place but I informed him that I just bought little odds and ends as I saw them. He did not care and still asked me to do so. We went to the grocery store and I forgot how to shop! While I did this for years in college at odd hours, I could not remember what to get and spices? Shit I could have just called it quits with trying to figure it out. Buddy tried to give me a hug when this happened and I pushed him away. I love that guy. I've known him ten years and I swear every day, especially the days spent with him, seem so much better with each passing hour.
Day 4- Meeting New Neighbor √ Fining out New Neighbor is Hot √+
Today sadly Pops left. I really do love my dad but I always feel guilty because I am not nearly as close to him as I am my mom. I know he loves me and I love him but we don't hang out as much as we could. I made a pledge to call him once a week while I am here though to build a stronger relationship. Along with his TV that my mother purchased on sale, he toted my dog with him back home... where I grew up?
Momma and I made a bunch of returns to various stores and hung pictures. That process was so long in the beginning with too much math. After 8 hang ups, it got easy and I was over it.
While doing returns I had to get my key remade at Home Depot. The second key still didn't work and now I'm pissed that I have to go back again to get another key. Third times a charm? Anyway, I got a plant for my neighbor who lives on my floor. I wanted to get aloe vera, it's an a wonderful plant. Aloe vera is good for cuts, burns, and quite tasty too. Momma said I should just get a cactus instead since it's much easier and already had a pot for the price of the aloe vera, plus, no repotting.
I bring up the stuff I bought and when finished putting them away I bring it down to Ethan (that's not his real name but that's what I had been calling him all week and he looks more of an Ethan than his real name). He answers the door, shirtless, with these beautiful eyes staring at me like who the hell are you. With a cheesy smile I try to not be my socially awkward self and have a very disappointing short conversation with him.
Now the new task for me is to try and get close to Ethan. Even if as a friend. I mean boy is beautiful. And he has a 6 pack. Faint.
'Till next year!
Megan
Since I did forget to write I assume I can sum the past four days in one, starting off long, then ending short blog. Here goes nothing.
Day 1- Moving on Up- South Central
The arrival of this city almost seemed impossible. The plan the night before was to leave about 7 or 8 but in reality it turned out to be after 1, around 2 perhaps. After getting everything situation at home... where I grew up? What the hell do you call the place you lived for 15 years? We were off on the road. My mother and pup in my car, dad in his. Magically my mother and I did not argue and were not mad at each other for the 3 hour drive. Lord knows that happens often. She's quite emotional and we both have strong personalities. I almost arrived to sign my lease when the place was closing but no worries- I got there! I got the keys to my place, showed the light bill switch and lied and said I'd bring my renter's insurance which I did not have.
It only took about an hour to move everything upstairs. At first, I loved it. The wood floors were beautiful, granted countertop sexy, smell amazing new, better than new car smell, knowing I had my own place liberating. Then I started to unpack and noticed a lot of stuff that needed to be fixed. A dent in the door knob, a drawer that was over screwed, paint missing in places. I can go on but I'll sum it up by saying it all got fixed relatively fast.
'Rents and I went to Walmart to just get it over with since we had to get basic stuff anyway. I wanted organic eco friendly cleaning products but that failed big time.
After that, the family and I blew up an air mattress and the three of us with the dog slept in my bedroom. The pup and me on the floor and the 'rents on the bed. The first night was freezing with the air off but luckily the res were comfortable.
Day 2- TV Me
Woke up quite early- especially for me. I got on the phone, got renter's insurance, and internet. Internet was due to be delivered Wednesday with furniture. At this time Pops is putting together the tedious Ikea furniture because why not? I mean small pieces, wordless instructions and a headache never hurt anyone. Although not handy, I would have preferred to build that dresser instead of the plethora of dishes I washed. My hands still smell like dish soap two days later and I swear I have a hint of latex gloves somewhere in there.
Momma and me went to a few stores to get things in bulk and Pops stayed at home with Pup. The most important thing can easily be the television I got for my living room. I have not bought a new TV since 2009 and it was like a 24 inch for my dorm room. Smart TVs are the most amazing inventions known to man. Who needs vaccines and modern medicine when you can watch Netflix, and listen to Spotify on one device. Makes me regret buying that damn Apple TV a few weeks ago.
Day 3- Yesterday
I finally hung out with my best friend. He lives out here and a good chunk as to why I applied to jobs out here and decided to move and leave the nest. We went to a place he took me when I went to spend New Years here. I think I'll try to make it our place at least once a month. We can dish, talk shit, and just catch up. He works full time and I plan on meeting other people as to not smother one another. The hardest part is finding friends.
Furniture was delivered at 9 and Internet came at 1 an HOUR after he promised coming. As a girl (and her dad) who loves TV and had not watched it in three days, it took too long! Furniture was set up so quickly that it put my father's two-day Ikea building to shame.
Best Buddy came over and saw the place, he loved it. Said that it looked like I have lived here for a while instead of just moving in three days ago. He asked me to decorate his place but I informed him that I just bought little odds and ends as I saw them. He did not care and still asked me to do so. We went to the grocery store and I forgot how to shop! While I did this for years in college at odd hours, I could not remember what to get and spices? Shit I could have just called it quits with trying to figure it out. Buddy tried to give me a hug when this happened and I pushed him away. I love that guy. I've known him ten years and I swear every day, especially the days spent with him, seem so much better with each passing hour.
Day 4- Meeting New Neighbor √ Fining out New Neighbor is Hot √+
Today sadly Pops left. I really do love my dad but I always feel guilty because I am not nearly as close to him as I am my mom. I know he loves me and I love him but we don't hang out as much as we could. I made a pledge to call him once a week while I am here though to build a stronger relationship. Along with his TV that my mother purchased on sale, he toted my dog with him back home... where I grew up?
Momma and I made a bunch of returns to various stores and hung pictures. That process was so long in the beginning with too much math. After 8 hang ups, it got easy and I was over it.
While doing returns I had to get my key remade at Home Depot. The second key still didn't work and now I'm pissed that I have to go back again to get another key. Third times a charm? Anyway, I got a plant for my neighbor who lives on my floor. I wanted to get aloe vera, it's an a wonderful plant. Aloe vera is good for cuts, burns, and quite tasty too. Momma said I should just get a cactus instead since it's much easier and already had a pot for the price of the aloe vera, plus, no repotting.
I bring up the stuff I bought and when finished putting them away I bring it down to Ethan (that's not his real name but that's what I had been calling him all week and he looks more of an Ethan than his real name). He answers the door, shirtless, with these beautiful eyes staring at me like who the hell are you. With a cheesy smile I try to not be my socially awkward self and have a very disappointing short conversation with him.
Now the new task for me is to try and get close to Ethan. Even if as a friend. I mean boy is beautiful. And he has a 6 pack. Faint.
'Till next year!
Megan
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