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Jul. 31st, 2016 06:42 pmI have moved my computer. I have moved the fireproof box. I have moved the contents of my altar (though not set it back up. I have moved my desk, my dresser, my filing cabinet, and quite critically, my bed.
I am playing Journey of the Sorcerer on my computer while testing out the new desk set-up. The best way to do it places the desk about perfect for standing at, a little too high for sitting at with the stool I've currently got. I will obtain a more different stool for it in the long run (a given regardless --this one's got duct tape all over the top to cover up the nails).
I think I have a new home.
I am so scared and excited and weirded out and happy. It's been three years since the last time I moved. The last two moves I made, I was doing with a bunch of people, creating a household together --this time I'm moving into a space that has become used to certain people within its walls, and I will have to learn the shape of the household.
There aren't sheets on the bed yet, and the majority of my stuff is crammed into the second floor living room, but damnit, there's a kitty and I've done weird and wacky desk things and I think I'm really happy right now.
Time to go move more boxes before I get complacent.
~Sor
MOOP!
(References:
Fireproof box: Mom says that if she's ever in a fire and can grab only one item, the fireproof box it is. Contains birth certificate, SS card, checkbook, bank stuff, no copy of the lease yet (but it should have one), and a handful of other weird and essential things. This is a good plan.
Journey of the Sorcerer: Also a mom thing, kinda --every time she gets a new media-playing device, she introduces it with Escape From New York (which the main title of was cued to be the second thing and so is playing now). I love EFNY slightly less than her (this is funny because there is no one in the world who loves EFNY as much as Greykell) but I *have* had a massive Hitchhiker's hardon since I was in the tenth grade.
Kitty!: His name is Bastian, after the dude from Neverending Story.)
I am playing Journey of the Sorcerer on my computer while testing out the new desk set-up. The best way to do it places the desk about perfect for standing at, a little too high for sitting at with the stool I've currently got. I will obtain a more different stool for it in the long run (a given regardless --this one's got duct tape all over the top to cover up the nails).
I think I have a new home.
I am so scared and excited and weirded out and happy. It's been three years since the last time I moved. The last two moves I made, I was doing with a bunch of people, creating a household together --this time I'm moving into a space that has become used to certain people within its walls, and I will have to learn the shape of the household.
There aren't sheets on the bed yet, and the majority of my stuff is crammed into the second floor living room, but damnit, there's a kitty and I've done weird and wacky desk things and I think I'm really happy right now.
Time to go move more boxes before I get complacent.
~Sor
MOOP!
(References:
Fireproof box: Mom says that if she's ever in a fire and can grab only one item, the fireproof box it is. Contains birth certificate, SS card, checkbook, bank stuff, no copy of the lease yet (but it should have one), and a handful of other weird and essential things. This is a good plan.
Journey of the Sorcerer: Also a mom thing, kinda --every time she gets a new media-playing device, she introduces it with Escape From New York (which the main title of was cued to be the second thing and so is playing now). I love EFNY slightly less than her (this is funny because there is no one in the world who loves EFNY as much as Greykell) but I *have* had a massive Hitchhiker's hardon since I was in the tenth grade.
Kitty!: His name is Bastian, after the dude from Neverending Story.)