newredshoes: vintage-y lady + parking lot full of cars (<3 | costumes and settings)
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My phone tells me that I climbed 51 flights of stairs today.

But on the plus side, everything I don't plan on tossing from Old Place is now in New Place, and I drove a large van in freaking Brooklyn and didn't damage anything (a true first for me driving rented vehicles in a city!).

My nephew is worth his weight in gold, and I am so glad we get to reconnect like we are.

A good day.

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Oct. 19th, 2017 10:03 pm
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newredshoes: I am so hot for Bucky Barnes in his dress uniform. (cap | shipping out tomorrow)
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I'm here! I'm intact! I'm in my new place! I'm about 90% moved in, but, lololol, the things that are still at the old place are, for some reason, things like all my regular clothes and my blankets and sheets. Betta Barnes will probably come with me tomorrow, and a friend with access to a creepy van (for setting up races) maaaaaay be able to help me collect everything that's left (mostly kitchen and random stuff). Five amazing Russian men completely disassembled my apartment in 90 minutes yesterday, four flights of stairs and all, and the whole move was done in just over three hours. As I was standing on the sidewalk with my bike, talking to the guys about how to get to the new place, who but Terrible Neighbor comes sauntering by, with her two kids right there. "Bye, bitch," she says, like she's ~got me (or something???). I thought up all this clever shit I could have said later, but... no more. It's almost over.

So now I'm picking out paint colors and trying to find where I packed things like my remote controls. I am determined to have at least one small corner plastered with flamingo wallpaper. An awesome Puerto Rican guy from the Bronx set up my internet tonight; we traded pet photos and stories, and he told me all about his brother, a retired Marine, who lives on the island with a service pig named Cleopatra. (He also told me that he thought I was an autoresponse robot when I picked up his call, because my voice was so "creamy," which is a freaking delightful compliment.)

I kind of don't have much more to say at the moment. Therapy was good today. Things are just... looking up, and that's great. ♥
newredshoes: Woman in religious ecstasy, surrounded by art implements (<3 | patron saint)
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Some dates have been set, some things are happening, I am trying not to take late-afternoon/early evening naps! Moving trucks on Tuesday afternoon, three years to the day after I moved in here. Getting internet at the new place on Monday afternoon (in theory), and so should be getting keys... on Monday afternoon? Apparently this is very complicated. I already sense a pattern with this leasing company (ho ho, no shit!), but fingers crossed I just won't need anything ever. IT WILL BE FINE. Everything will be fine once I am in a new space!

Packing is starting to feel like psychological warfare, though. I have tried to make a list of what's left, which would in some ways be easier to handle if I could get access to my apartment, which legally becomes mine tomorrow. But it's like... the kitchen and the decision-fatigue-inducing papers and knickknacks and the "can I run all over Brooklyn and Manhattan to donate this before Tuesday and still get all my work done?" stuff. I suspect there will be a lot of Tuesday morning "throw it into a garbage bag! God will know his own!" going on.

TV is still good at the moment, though. Riverdale is peak ridonk, The Good Place is making me SO OUTRAGEOUSLY HAPPY and Jane the Virgin is finally back and I'm so overwhelmed by love that I can only watch it in chunks. I finally saw Kung Fury with my friend H, who came over last night for loafing; it was staggering, and it leaves Netflix in a week, so get on that, friends.

Neighbor has not messed with me since Monday night, at least. They seemed to be gone for a few days, but they're definitely back now. I'm worried about that window when the movers are coming in and out for a bit, but there's no way around it and hopefully, well. Movers.

I am still crashing and all my books are in boxes.

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Oct. 14th, 2017 01:45 am
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Oct. 13th, 2017 07:26 pm
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Am I the only one who, after finishing a book, goes through the Goodreads reviews section and only reads the 1 and 2 star reviews, even for books that I liked? This is sort of exhibit A for "you invite negativity into your own life," but I guess I just find it more interesting and entertaining to read about all the different things people hated about a book than to read effusive praise. If I disliked the book, then I feel validated in my dislike. But it doesn't work the other way; if I liked the book I have no interest in reading the thoughts of other people who liked it.
newredshoes: Angie Martinelli making a funny face mid-word (agent carter | angie thinks it's bunk)
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Things my neighbor yelled while pounding on my front door:
  • "Answer the door, bitch!"
  • "Keep my name out of your mouth, bitch!"
  • "I'm gonna trap you, bitch!"
  • (Aside, when I wouldn't answer) "What, is she taking a shit?" (While funny, also suggesting she wasn't alone, which, cool!!!!)

    She waited until [personal profile] theladyscribe left after spending the whole afternoon helping me pack, sort things for donation and tossing, and watch the first two episodes of Wynonna Earp (which, what!!!!! by the way!). Neighbor also kept yelling at me through our shared walls when I wouldn't come out when shouted at from the landing. Yes, I am freaked out! Yes, I am unhappy! I'm not so sure it's a good idea now for me to go to therapy tomorrow morning while also carrying huge bags of books to donate, in case she jumps me while I'm leaving. (I truly would not put it past her!)

    Everyone under the sun told me to call the police next time something like that happened, but I get my keys to my new place on Sunday, and I want to be out of here as fast as possible after that. She will 100% retaliate, if she hasn't already done something unspeakable to my door. (I know that also suggests I could call anyway, since she'll retaliate anyway, but. I do not want to deal with any of that.)

    I stayed quiet in the apartment for a while, because, well, earnestly freaking out. But then I put on iTunes shuffle, starting with the Office Space rap cover of "Take This Job and Shove It," and shuffle has been been very good to me, bringing all my most obnoxious-but-beloved tracks (Delirium, Neutral Milk Hotel, Lhasa, solo Paul McCartney, Simon & Garfunkel live; now it's playing a country cover of "We Can Work It Out").

    Honest to god, I am just so ready to leave. Would appreciate any moral support, though, I won't lie.
  • *sigh*

    Oct. 9th, 2017 07:17 pm
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    [personal profile] dhw
    I don't know what's wrong with me recently. I've been worrying about everything. *Everything*. And it's so tiring.

    Nothing seems to be off limits.

    My relationship? Yep.
    My thesis (which I submitted over a year ago now)? Yarp.
    My friendships? You bet.
    My writing? Oh yes.

    There doesn't seem to be a moment when I'm not worrying. Which is worrying in itself.

    *sigh*


    EDIT: But, on the bright side, the new episode of Star Trek Discovery is up. Eeek!
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