I'm moving

I don't know, little kitten, I don't know.
I hate moving. So much.
But I must. I want to save money to start working toward my masters degree and move to California.
But, I hate moving! I hate packing!

Packing... sorta

Things I've recently watched and enjoyed: 

Doctor Who Christmas special 2008

Watchmen

There were only a few things that I was confused with them leaving out....

Such as the rape confrontation, I think that would have shown how much Laurie did know about her mother and the Comedian.

.... and the cuteness of the snow owl suit: it was nowhere as cute in the movie.

The Doctor Who special pulled at the heartstrings.... for more than one reason: there's only three more specials/episodes with David Tennant playing the Doctor. D:  ::shock and dismay::

Which also reminds me that I need to pick up Season 4. As it is my favorite to date. If I put them in order from most enjoyed, it would be 4, 2 and then a tie between 1 and 3. 

Still piddling about with moving things from one apartment to another.... really need to get a move on it. The parents are going to come down soon to move the heavier stuff: bed, bureau, TV.... *sigh* This moving business is poopy.....

Also, in strange and sad news, the executive editor at HA just got laid off...... while I can see the move as saving lots of money (because she's probably the highest or next-highest paid person there) it's still disconcerting and sad. And sudden...

C-c-combo breaker!

There.... it had to be done.
Can't have a blog full of illness/sickness talk. It get depressing.
So, on to more light matters:

Started moving things into the new apartment..... and by things... I mean a bottle of handsoap.

What?
That's all I had with me in the car.

Went over to measure the place, then use the measurements to figure out where everything is to be placed.... or so it's supposed to be placed. Trying to go about this in a more planned/thought out manner than the current apartment.
The plan for it was: shove the heavy stuff around, against walls and I'll fill in the rest. Didn't exactly work in the most aesthetic way.

The important stuff (books, video games and movies) is packed a ready to go. *sigh* But everything else has to be packed too. :(

Home, new home

Here is a mirror image of what my new apartment looks like.

I got to walk around in it yesterday before the dinner party and have already begun to start placing things: like the TV will go where the cable is and the couch will be on the other wall. 

Pretty simple.

It is an upstairs apartment and I am completely ok with this: no one above me = win. 

The only problem with this is the moving in of the large objects: couch, TV, bed, bureau... hopefully my bookshelves can be taken apart for easy movement, so I won't have to worry about them.

Very pleased at the inclusion of washer and dryer. That was easily a large point for moving into this complex.... as well as the fact that I will be saving $150 a month on rent alone!

And with the place being smaller, perhaps the bill for air/heat will be smaller too.

Not too much on the agenda today: will be heading over to Books-A-Million to peruse their magazines and Praxis I study books. 

Must study, for the Praxis is next Friday!

So, I've done it.
I've turned in my 30-days notice to the resident manager.
However, the question of where I'm going to live is still a little bit in question. O.o;;

Still waiting to hear back from one place that I'm sure to get in to. However, this place is about 110 square feet smaller than my current apartment.... which really shouldn't be a problem considering the amounts of dead space that are in this apartment. The bad thing is that this place doesn't allow pets, so no kittens living with me. /sob

The big downer now is the packing part. D:

The Housing Situation

So, let's bring you guys up to speed:

I'm not exactly thrilled with where I'm living; there's just too many things that are inexcusable:

My door frame has never been fixed; so if someone is cleaning up the walkway area with a leaf blower, (which is often) a lot of what's being blown about is ending up in my foyer. So each week I'm sweeping out leaves, sticks and cigarette butts. Speaking of cigarette butts, anytime someone is in the walkway, smoking, the smoke makes its way into my apartment and I
start freaking out and running around smelling things, thinking that the apartment is burning down.

My upstairs neighbor is still a loud twat. This actually a pretty normal complaint and wouldn't be an inexcusable offense had it not been for the circumstances. Everyone (even people who don't live directly near her) complain. However, she's diddling someone important to the
complex, so nothing can be done.

Pet allowance for special people. I don't care if the daughter of someone has a Shih Tzu. If you allow someone to have a dog, I should be allowed to have a cat. All or nothing.

Parking is atrocious and always will be. And there's absolutely no plans to fix that. There are constantly people parking in the drive ways and walking areas making it difficult to walk, drive or park. And it's always going to be that way. Sometimes I like to be able to get out of the complex.

Raising the rent. Okay, So this is a bit excusable with the current economy. However, I don't believe I should be paying $500 for a place that I don't believe I should be paying $480 for. Granted, the rent is higher than most places because of its location to campus (I live in a college town).

Don't get me wrong: the manager and assistant manager are very sweet (well, the newer ones, the last manager was snippy for no reason).
There where huge bees when I was moving in, and that made me smile.
And I'm five minutes away from my best friend, ten minutes away from work and ten minutes away from Target.

But I'm unhappy.

So, I made the decision a few months ago to look into moving.

I found a house that was perfect! But it was much more than I could afford.

The complex that my best friend allows pets and is much cheaper.
So, I went in and asked if anything was going to be available between then (early Feb.) and early April. The lady said yes and gave me an application.
Then checked my employment and told me I was on a waiting list and was next in line. So, the next thing that came up would be for me.

The credit check cleared early this week, yet, when the lady called me, she said there wasn't anything available.

What?!

I'm not going to call her a liar... but if I was next in line, with no one in front of me, why would nothing be available?

So, I may be couch surfing with my stuff in storage until something comes available. <.<

Not pleased!

Fruitier than a Fruit bat

Some of you may already know that I went to look at an apartment yesterday.
It was awesome!
Super tall ceilings, neat little sculpture things where fireplaces used to be, lots of shelves; I was in real estate heaven. It was so quaint and adorable, I wanted to rent it on the spot!
However, the realtor wasn’t sure that water/gas was separate from the fee. And I’m still under my current lease until the end of March.
Yet, it doesn’t hurt to wish.
Will call back Monday to find out info. Perhaps it will still be on the market in March. And perhaps I can save up enough to pay for the extra fees (deposit and such).


Some of you may already know that I had a little breakdown yesterday.
And since this blog also part sounding board for other PCOS sufferers, I thought I would vent a few of my frustrations over yesterday.
While PCOS wasn’t the main assailant in yesterday’s upset, it certainly helped.
Thoughts about how “there is no cure and how it’s really unfair” keep circulating around in my head.
This did nothing but make matters worse.
Sure, PCOS is incurable; but it’s not terminal.
Sure I’ll have to deal with this for the rest of my life; but it could be worse.
Medication is taken to treat the symptoms and aid in my comfort.
It’s not the end of the world. Sure, the world is a difficult place and I don’t really need the added stress.
But just like the poor thing, PCOS gives me character…. crazy, angry character.


I also realized that I said ‘sure’ no less than five times in this post. XD