BORC, moving edition
And after this I will post about something other than the minutiae of moving, I promise. On to the Bullets of Random Crap (TM):
- I officially have an apartment in Philadelphia! The lease starts in mid-August. It’s quite small, but prettier than all the others I looked at, in a nice converted townhouse in a nifty neighborhood that’s totally new to me (I’ll be about half a mile from the Philadelphia Museum of Art). Basically, I’m exchanging a hundred or so square feet for everything else I was looking for. I may have to do some creative space-saving when I get there, but I intend to approach the challenge as if competing for Apartment Therapy’s Smallest Coolest Apartment Contest.
- Next week I have an interview for an internship, which looks really good. Cross your fingers.
- The furniture and the heaviest of my boxes are all in their moving containers outside my building now. Today is for packing the last of my stuff (pots and pans and dishes, mostly) and loading the remainder. Tomorrow is container pickup day, and on Tuesday I bid Charlottesville farewell.
- I’m listening to my last in-town Sunday Opera Matinee this afternoon while packing: The Ballad of Baby Doe. It’s good to know I’ll be able to listen to it online once I’m in Philly.
- I was thinking, superstitiously, that things were going just a little too smoothly with the move, but then yesterday I spilled nail polish on the carpet after managing to keep it stain-free for two years. Notes to self: in future, always paint your toenails in rooms with tile flooring, and if you must do so elsewhere, skip the candy-apple red polish and go for a color that matches the carpet.
- Last night I went to see the Heritage Repertory Theatre‘s production of Sunday in the Park With George. I hadn’t been to a Sondheim musical since a student production of Assassins I saw in college. I really liked it, and have been singing "Well, there are worse things than staring at the water on a Sunday…" off and on all day.
- Moving is definitely worse than staring at the water on a Sunday. But by tomorrow midmorning the packing and loading will all be over.
- I need some more Gatorade. Further bulletins as events warrant.
Have you taken care of the nail polish stain yet? Because pages 16 to 18 in this document from carpet-rug.com has some solutions.
Good luck with your move. My last move made me decide to get rid of almost everything I owned and got me started looking at collapsible furniture. Turned out there was some nice stuff out there. No one has quite solved the sofa problem yet, but there’s something called bed in a box that I’m going to look into next time…it’s even got a frame so you can use the underneath for storage.
Whee!! And she’s off!!
Man, that smallest coolest apartment contest is inspiring. My new place is about the size of those, so looking at them gives me some useful ideas.
Rebecca: Thanks for the link! I tried nail polish remover, but it didn’t get it all out. Oh well. I’m hoping it won’t take too much out of my security deposit…
Dale: Thanks! The packing is now more or less officially over, and it’s a huge weight off the shoulders.
Jane: Isn’t it, though? I find this book helpful, as well, even though a lot of the apartments in it are occupied by people who could afford to spend a small fortune on renovations and decorating.
And Sundays at the Art Museum are “Pay what you wish” all day. Set aside a few of those Sundays for wonderful wanderings through those galleries.