Over March 29-31, Kathryn’s dad & aunt helped us empty out the storage space that held our books and wall art (photos, paintings, posters), Christmas decor and all the kids’ stuff that didn’t fit into our small apartment. It felt great to close out that storage space and not have to pay rent for it the first of April.
Now, with the help of Reggie and Sheldon of Starving Students Moving Co., we have emptied out the storage space that held all the furniture we salvaged from 29th Street (plus chairs from my parents). Those guys were great– friendly, efficient, and very strong:
“Um, do you want me to remove the drawers from that file cabinet for you?”
“Nah, I’m good.” Sheldon hoists it into a hug and starts marching.
“Those drawers are stuffed full.”
“Yeah, I can tell!” Sheldon trots up the stairs as if the cabinet is empty.
(…You go try to pick up a full file cabinet. Or a decent-sized empty one, for that matter…)
Because of them, today’s impressive moving-in progress was actually fun. We even invited them to dinner but they had to get the truck back to the lot, etc. Maybe we’ll see them at the housewarming in May.
I sure hope so, because in all the excitement and busyness, I completely forgot to take photos! By the time I remembered, it was just me and Kathryn and the ubiquitous Dorothy Steventon. She took this photo of us, all sweaty and grubby, with a happy huddle of furniture behind us:
[insert photo soon!]
Next major steps: getting our gas meter installed and gas service turned on, and the Big Moving Day coming up, April 19th.
Not to mention completing a slew of draft posts that cover the past several months of the life of this nascent urban home…
Wow…it’s so cool to see it all coming together. Whatever will you do with your time once this is all finalized?
Hi Deana!
sorry so late in responding… We have LOTS of ideas of how better to spend our time! As they unfold you’ll hear about them here. I can’t wait.
Meanwhile we’re in the back-to-school crunch. The kids are actually looking forward to school this year: Joy begins “real school” (1st grade), Armando feels on top of the heap (5th grade– next year will be Junior High), and Nathaniel is a freshman in high school– remarkably un-terrified about it too.