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Tuesday, September 06, 2005

The Big Move

Well, the big move is complete. At least technically, there's still a lot of settling and unpacking to do. I've learned a few things in this process...

1. Grad students are nicer than undergrads. Maybe it's a maturity thing, maybe it's the fact that the grad students here are not spoiled brats like so many of the youngsters, I don't know. But several times my new neighbors would grab one of my boxes and carry it up on their way - they actually spoke to me and offered to help. I already know more of my neighbors here than I knew after 2 years in my old place.

2. Men are very sexist. I don't know how many times this weekend some guy would say something to the effect of "just women?" when they saw my sister and I (un)loading the pickup or carry furniture. We moved all of my stuff into a fourth floor walk-up and we did it ourselves. We only had to get help for the couch and a double bookcase. It was hard, but we did it. Which brings me to my next point...

3. I'm getting old. My first clue was this winter when I got my first knee injury playing basketball. I've had sports injuries before, but never just from normal use like that. But now, two days after finishing all of the carrying and lifting portion of the move, I'm still in pain. I'm covered in little bruises and may never be able to lift my arms above my head again. And further, non-physical proof of my age manifested itself Sunday night. We were done moving things, I was fixing the shower curtain rod, and my sister was watching t.v. I don't like The Andy Milonakis Show. My younger brother and sister think it's hilarious, and I probably would have liked it when I was a sophomore in college too. But now I just find it inane and annoying. I'm a grouchy old woman.

Ok, I guess I really should get back to work again. Only one room of my apartment is fully habitable, and those boxes won't unpack themselves.

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