The loose ends from my move are starting to be tied up, though the fevered pace I was moving at for the past few weeks hasn’t really let up. The energy has been redirected along the outer edges of my being to things like work. For the past week it’s been both productive and fruitless; like trying to hit a constantly moving target.
Thank heavens it’s Friday, right?
All the office angst has slowed down my efforts at home. I moved all of my worldly possessions to the new pad in Weehawken and while I’ve tried unpacking at least a small portion of things every night, it doesn’t really look like much has been done to me. Hopefully a trip out to IKEA for the last bits of furnishings I need will help clear this all up.
I’ve also found out that I’m not the only one living in my apartment. About a day after I moved all my possessions in back on May 9th and things were all kinds of cool. Then about two days later, while I was throwing away some scraps from my dinner preperations I noticed a small black dot moving across the pure white trash can lid.
And then another. And another. And another? Ants. It’s not an overwhelming flood or anything, but enough to annoy me and a visual reminded that I need to keep all my foodstuffs and waste properly contained. Looks like the landlord is gonna be getting a call in the next few days about this.
As for what this weekend holds, I’m not entirely sure yet outside of catching Brother’s Past on one of the infamous Rock’s Off cruises. The last one of these I attended was a good time, and I have the added advantage of actually having seen and heard of the band before boarding this time. At the very least the night should give me more than enough chances to try out my new toy.
If it’s half as good as the picnic I put together last weekend was, then I’ll have a grand time indeed. I’m still kind of shocked at how well everything came together, both in scheduling and in supplies for the afternoon. Plans are already in the works for another afternoon in Allaire later this summer. Or maybe we’ll change up the venue…who knows?
Well, that’s enough whine on my employer’s dime. Back to the pixel mines I go.
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