Did I ever tell you that I fucking hate moving? Hate it! This is the longest time I've ever spent in one place (because I love it here) but where did all this crap come from? When does it end? Do I sell it, give it away or throw it away? How did I accumulate this much shit in a measly six years? My last move took all but a week and that included time to clean the carpet, the kitchen and the bathroom. I'm fucking screwed! At least I have a full month to get the fuck out of here. Two weeks to move and another two weeks to clean is my plan. I seriously don't know how I accumulated all this crap and let this place go to shit like I did.
Well, yes I do...
I've been helping work on the new place for 3+ years now. After a month or so, Kelly and his wife offered to rent me the 'old place' for the same rent I was paying at this shitty small apartment. Only a fucking dumbass would turn that deal down! 600 sq. ft. compared to 2,500 sq. ft. for the same rent? Duh!
The new neighborhood doesn't smell like roses, but I'm gonna have a yard to mow (I'm pretty happy about that), a garden to grow (yes, us Kalifornia white boys know how to grow stuff too), a ready-room with safe, MRE's, ammo., water and all the essentials (I'm REALLY happy about that), an office and spare bedroom for guests, and a bitchen stage set-up somewhere! I don't know where just yet but I'll find one.
I was supposed to be in the new place two years ago, and then a year and 1/2 ago, then a year ago and finally 6 months ago before it turned into "two months from now". Needless to say, I've let this place go to shit! Why do a deep cleaning twice when I'll only have to do it once when I move out in "six months?"
I'm happy to be getting out of here, but at the same time I'm really gonna miss this place! I have the best neighbors I've ever had, Lake Murray is still a mellow area, I love the sounds of the fighters flying around Miramar AFB, the manager is a cool fucking dude, and the tramp-stamp SDSU girls on roller blades cruising around the lake is a nice little bonus.
Sometimes it's really good to turn the page and start a new chapter in life, change things up a little bit and start fresh. I guess I'm in one of those phases...
Call it Chapter 7...
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good luck cd. do you have enough stuffs for a yard sale? just a thought.
Have a yard sale and schedule a charity pick up late in the afternoon, whatever didn't sell goes to charity and you don't have to haul crap back inside.
I can guess what Kalifornia boys know how to grow in their gardens.
What they said. Have a yard sale then give the shit to charity. That is exactly what we are doing this weekend. Last time we made $700. No shit!
Dude - If you threw the beer cans away after you drank them you wouldn't have so much crap in your apartment.
Time to be extra nice to all the friends and relatives who have trucks. Have a good move, CD :) !
but i really liked chapter six though. wasn't that where i fell in love with awestricking smell of your grats? damn, your grats smell so fine. peace, move out.
and ps, you have 1900 extra square feet. move it all and it will probably fit. deal with the yard sale bs once the moving hassle subsides. baby steps.
House warming gifts come to mind. Send me your address and I'll mail you a gift.
labcat, JackieD and kerrcarto-
Yeah, that is my plan but not until I get organized, which is pretty much never. I'll have to move it out of here to the new place and then have a yard sale there. You have no idea now much shit I packed into this little place.
Denny-
I think you have me an Paul confused. Those pictures were of Paul's place. I drink Bud. He's a Coors Light (water) drinker. BWAAAAHAHAHAHA!
PeggyU-
That's the beautiful part of it. I'm actually cashing in on debts already owed to me by lots of people for helping them move in the past. The only problem is that most of them don't have trucks (which is why they asked me to help them move) so I can only use them for labor and fetching me a beer...
SuperGurl-
Ya know? I think that's the first time someone has told me that they liked the smell of my grats...
And yes, your SuperWordsOfWisdom ring true and is the best way for me to go about things. I'm gonna move it all and deal with the Tijuana-style yard sale bullshit after I'm all settled in. Every time I've held one or been to one, it's wall to wall 90% non-English-speaking cheap-ass wetbacks! Craigslist comes in to play for the heavy bullshit that I'm getting rid of for free before I'm out of here. Entertainment cabinet, couches, bbq, etc.
"It's free, but you have to haul it out of here putos!"
Awww, H2o you're too sweet! :-)
CD - Nope. I'm not confused. Isn't this your apartment?
No way dude! If that was my place, there would be a brass pole in that mix of water cans...
ROFLMAO!@ Denny's picture.
I shit you not, when my worthless BIL went in to rehab yet AGAIN; the side yard to his studio was piled that high with beer cans.
I turned them in and got a couple bottles of whiskey for my self.
Wish I could go and help, CD. ;-) I'm sure you'll do OK. Can hardly wait to hear about your garden, and to see pics of the new place.
Guest room? I'll be coming over :)
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