... and ? more to go.
I may have only worked four days, but I can honestly say I'm loving it! And I'm loving more than just my job. I'm loving my apartment. I love the location, the size, the kitchen, and, oh, I could go on. I am loving the people I work with. My office mate is fantastic. He is a University of Wisconsin Madison graduate and knows all the secrets of the town. He also has lots of friends in the area: score! I am also loving Madison in general. People are so friendly here. And everyone loves Wilbur, so that is a fantastic conversation starter. (Maybe he'll score me a date? Fingers crossed...)
But don't worry, it isn't all rainbows and unicorns. And I am not looking at the world through rose colored glasses.
My apartment is incredible, but I don't know if it is mine yet. My mortgage is still pending. So, at the moment I am renting the apartment on a nightly basis in hopes of closing on the 16th. All of my things were delivered by the moving company on Friday. This is amazing! .... except for the mortgage. Now, if I don't get this apartment, I have 2,000 pounds of stuff I have to move in a very small car. With all of my stuff in my apartment I was psyched to begin the process of unpacking, but once again I don't have my mortgage. So do I really want to unpack everything and repack in two weeks? Nope, not exactly. For the time being, I have unpacked a few dishes, my DVD player and more clothing. I also found my roller blades and my iron, so I'm set for a while.
Oh, and my things arrived, but from the two boxes I have opened, my moving company is not on my good side. I found one broken wine glass, one broken baking pan and a broken picture frame. I did all of my own packing, so I didn't want to blame those things on them. But then I noticed two of the four corners on my dining room table are completely chipped and there is a massive scratch on the leaf for the table. My dresser has a huge chunk taken out of its foot and one of the feet on my bookcase is falling off. I know my things had to travel 1,000 miles, but, really? Don't you carefully put it on a truck, drive, and then carefully take it off the truck? That's what I think a moving company should do...
Luckily I don't own anything of significant value. My dressers are who knows how old, and the bookcase was from Target in high school. But, I still care! I have always tried to keep my things in good condition, and I hate that they look like this now. The biggest chip on my shoulder is the dining room table. It's a gorgeous table my mom gave me. It is a really nice table that she doesn't have a home for anymore. And it isn't cheap or old! And now it has a massive scratch and chips. Total bummer.
But what are you gonna do?
That was a real question.
What was I to do? When the movers came to pick up my things they wrapped and packaged my furniture as they saw appropriate. So how was I to keep this from happening? As much as I love Madison, I do believe that I will move again in my life. I don't plan on dying a crazy old dog lady in this apartment, so how do I keep my furniture from being destroyed? Any suggestions?
Okay, enough with the furniture chatter.
Madison is fantastic. Life is looking good.
Now, I'm going to do some of my homework before taking Wilbur to the water ski show on the lake. And maybe treat myself to some ice cream? Yes, I think so.
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