Another Chapter Begun

With CPA classes, scheduling the CPA exam, looking for an apartment, having to get my license in PA, finding a part-time summer job, and all the other things in my to-do list my summer has been so very stressful. Last week I got the keys to my new apartment that I will be living in by myself. I am so excited. This weekend my parents came down to help me move in.

Saturday

8:20 am

Wake up. Mutter about not wanting to go to work. Realizing I don’t have work and wondering why I’m waking up so goddamned early. Remembering and loading my pickup truck before leaving at 8:45.

9:30

Arrive at new apartment. Wait patiently for parents to arrive.

9:45

Parents arrive. Love the place. (It is 950 sq. ft. Living room, dining room, kitchen, bedroom, walk in closet, and balcony oh and pool membership) Walk (yes so much is in walking distance) to Dunkin Donuts for some breakfast. Decide best game plan is to get furniture first.

I lost track of time

Take both cars to IKEA. I had fallen in love there when I went for the first time several weeks. Picked up a bed frame, bureau, dinette set, coffee table, TV stand, and college-like sofa bed for 600 bucks.

20 minutes later

Dad just finishes maneuvering everything around in the back of my truck. Spend the next 40 minutes driving slowly on highways for fear of things falling.

1ish?

Start taking things out of boxes to put together. Quickly drop my I Love IKEA level dramatically after taking hours to put together the coffee table and sofabed as Dad works on the bureau.

Probably 3

Go to lunch at a closeby restaurant. Decent food. Drive back to school to continue packing up.

Let’s just say 430

Arrive at school apartment. Parents are appalled at how much more I have to do before moving out. Continue to get frustrated as I don’t want to pack anything up. As we only brought their car and not my pickuptruck since I swore I didn’t have much left to pack, we fill the car to capacity and head back to the new apartment.

7 or 8

Put together coffee table. My thumbs hurt to what I feel is beyond repair. Completely exhausted but my mom is the energizer bunny when it comes to this stuff so she keeps trekking.

We decide we have too much to do to finish tonight. Parents book a hotel room and we order a pizza. They brought a change of clothes in case it came to this. I, however, have nothing.

Parents leave to their comfy suite with shower and cable tv. I pull out firm, ungiving sofa bed. Stare at TV wishing I had the cable hooked up already. Sleep in my clothes with a sofa pillow.

Sunday

Wake up to weird noise. Take 20 minues to decide it’s the ceiling fan. Give up and drive over to parents’ hotel to take a shower (I hadn’t brought my shower curtain or shampoo or anything really to the new apt yet)

9:45

Happily showered but still in same clothes as yesterday, enjoy a continental breakfast.

10:30

Put together dinette set. Extremely difficult. Dad puts bedframe together. Mom and I go to buy mattress.

11:30

Not even an hour after I went to the leasing office to tell them my pilot light was out and I smelled gas, maintenance had already fixed the problem.

Unpack all of the things from my old apartment. It doesn’t look like much and I start seriously worrying about how much I still have at the old apartment.

Walk to Friendly’s for a great lunch, complete with Happy Ending Sundae.

2:30

Parents and I part ways after I thank them profusely. I really do have the best parents in the world. (They have paid for so much in this apartment buying process. Even though they’ve assured me I don’t need to pay them back, I will. Currently, the tab is 2600 *sigh*)

I arrived back at this apartment around 4 maybe. I’m exhausted. But I LOVE LOVE LOVE my new apartment. It looks great and it’s spacious and this an exciting part of my life I’m beginning. Soon everything will be a whole lot smoother. I have a week left in this apartment, 3 weeks at my summer job, and 5 weeks till my real job.

~Dora