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Sep. 13th, 2022 05:47 pmSo I moved the week before Labor Day week. And let me tell you, I do not recommend moving twice in nine month's time or moving with a cold.
Amanda was supposed to come help the week before and she took the train to Alexandria, but while on the train, she got word that her coworker had tested positive for Covid. She called me and asked that I meet her at the platform with a Covid test. I did and it was positive, too. So for the next 12 hours, we packed one of my cars, maintained distance, and wore masks. She left early Sunday morning for home, lying to me about how bad she felt. She did not want me to know because she really wanted to recuperate at home and she did not want me to worry.
I called another friend from NC who I knew had free time and an SUV and he came up the next day and I needed the help, emotional support, and vehicle space.
The movers this time did a good job. Partly because I knew what to ask for since I just moved with a mover in December. I bought 2 AirTags just in case and placed them in different boxes so I could track my stuff. They packed everything on Wednesday and were due in Morehead City on Friday. And hells bells, I wanted to know where my shit was. (The tracking was uneventful, except to know when to expect them on my doorstep on Friday morning. The funny part was that one of the AirTags got lost in the packing materials and I did not realize it until they had packed the truck and left. An hour after they left my house, I tracked them to the beach, 5 miles away and on Saturday, the AirTag was in the Lorton landfill. So from beachcomber to landfill in 24 hours.)
Other friends came to help unpack. The downstairs is mostly done… I’d say 85% done. The upstairs is a wreck except for my desk and the area shown on camera behind my desk chair.
I’m getting used to things. Amazon does no same day delivery, let alone next day. That’s been the worst of it. It’s hot and humid, but I do get some onshore wind. The house is bigger than I’ve ever lived in so figuring out how to spread out my stuff has been interesting. The water is an awful yellow color but local Facebook groups say it’s normal and nothing can be done. I don’t have the energy to fight that right now. I do have a reverse osmosis drinking water thingy at my kitchen sink so I’m trying ha4d to remember to drink only that lest I become a Flint, Michigander.
I want to get involved in the community here. I had my first gynecologist appointment yesterday and I really liked her. I have fibroids and an para-ovarian cyst that my Fairfax GYN wanted to yank last fall but I said no because of John. That’s why I prioritized the GYN. The NC GYN wants more imaging to decide what should happen, but I’m guessing she’ll also want to remove it because it had reached the size that protocol called for removal… 9cm. We’ll see.
Oh, and for someone who had gotten used to going to the movies every Tuesday night for half price movie night, the closest movie theater is a three-screen place 13 miles away in the next time. Yay… not.
Amanda was supposed to come help the week before and she took the train to Alexandria, but while on the train, she got word that her coworker had tested positive for Covid. She called me and asked that I meet her at the platform with a Covid test. I did and it was positive, too. So for the next 12 hours, we packed one of my cars, maintained distance, and wore masks. She left early Sunday morning for home, lying to me about how bad she felt. She did not want me to know because she really wanted to recuperate at home and she did not want me to worry.
I called another friend from NC who I knew had free time and an SUV and he came up the next day and I needed the help, emotional support, and vehicle space.
The movers this time did a good job. Partly because I knew what to ask for since I just moved with a mover in December. I bought 2 AirTags just in case and placed them in different boxes so I could track my stuff. They packed everything on Wednesday and were due in Morehead City on Friday. And hells bells, I wanted to know where my shit was. (The tracking was uneventful, except to know when to expect them on my doorstep on Friday morning. The funny part was that one of the AirTags got lost in the packing materials and I did not realize it until they had packed the truck and left. An hour after they left my house, I tracked them to the beach, 5 miles away and on Saturday, the AirTag was in the Lorton landfill. So from beachcomber to landfill in 24 hours.)
Other friends came to help unpack. The downstairs is mostly done… I’d say 85% done. The upstairs is a wreck except for my desk and the area shown on camera behind my desk chair.
I’m getting used to things. Amazon does no same day delivery, let alone next day. That’s been the worst of it. It’s hot and humid, but I do get some onshore wind. The house is bigger than I’ve ever lived in so figuring out how to spread out my stuff has been interesting. The water is an awful yellow color but local Facebook groups say it’s normal and nothing can be done. I don’t have the energy to fight that right now. I do have a reverse osmosis drinking water thingy at my kitchen sink so I’m trying ha4d to remember to drink only that lest I become a Flint, Michigander.
I want to get involved in the community here. I had my first gynecologist appointment yesterday and I really liked her. I have fibroids and an para-ovarian cyst that my Fairfax GYN wanted to yank last fall but I said no because of John. That’s why I prioritized the GYN. The NC GYN wants more imaging to decide what should happen, but I’m guessing she’ll also want to remove it because it had reached the size that protocol called for removal… 9cm. We’ll see.
Oh, and for someone who had gotten used to going to the movies every Tuesday night for half price movie night, the closest movie theater is a three-screen place 13 miles away in the next time. Yay… not.
