so what the movers came 48 hours early?
so what they showed up 24 hours prior to dad’s arrival?
i had thought i was doing a good job on this unpacking business…
until my whole life from alabama appeared in my new apartment.
furniture…an actual bed that remains on the floor both day and night.
couch. oversized chair. tables–end tables, bed side tables, calling tables, you name it tables. chests–for the bed room, for the coffee table, for the tv stand. pillows, and as you may see later i like myself some pillows. and more boxes.
yesterday was spent unpacking boxes and putting stuff into place–my stuff, my stuff that i have been divorced from for 3 years now. arranging and re-arranging…my kitchen, furniture, furniture again.
“margit, which way were we going to try it next? the couch along which wall?” let me add that i have some terrific friends.
margit who simply came over to watch the game–no need to declare which, that would be a given–but ended up offering numerous furniture configurations from which to choose.
louis who was called in when margit and i were done. he came for his visual finesse but ending up staying and just talking with us about life.
which is what i’m doing…establishing a new life for myself.
and i might add, i am making progress.
don’t think so…
maybe i should hang a red flag outside–beware of the tide!
i had it all planned out.
bookcase delivered from ikea tomorrow between 8am and noon. will put it together while espn’in it. put the few boxes of books on it…to get rid of more boxes before move #2. go through the piles to get better organized…and to get rid of the clutter before dad’s arrival. clean up a little…the floor for starters. take down the rigged shelving in my bedroom. and that is just what i can recall off the top of my head. a working at home day with plans galore. until…
i have a message from my moving representative’s assistant. the movers will be here tomorrow. 8am. and she has some questions about parking.
tomorrow, well that is much sooner than monday 8am. plans by the wayside. simultaneously deliveries. no place to park. no permit. no blocked-off space.
new things to work out.
and i hope it all works out…
i’m getting ready for the big sec match-up tomorrow when bama travels to athens to take on the bulldogs. and even more so after usc lost to oregon state last night in a not-sold-out stadium. really?
really…they lost to oregon state?
really…how can you not sell out a stadium when highly touted #1 usc comes to town?
really…why would you not go to the game when usc had come to the home turf before and been humiliated?
well, back to the point. i can’t wait.
i can’t wait for tomorrow and the match-up.
i can’t wait for game day…think i will espn it all day long tomorrow.
i can’t wait to see how the tide will handle knowshon moreno. from the sounds of javier arenas, they don’t seem fazed. check him out. and check out some of his.
a few weeks ago after knowshon showed off his track abilities, i wrote a post entitled “knowshon knows” but i just have to wonder…
does knowshon know the tide?
i walked to the beverly hills store today to do some work for the new store…
get louis organized,
set up group interviews,
meet the assistant manager.
you know, office work.
but it was refreshing.
refreshing to be around the future team.
refreshing to be in an atmosphere that exudes excitement, innovation, newness with much anticipation.
refreshing to be there.
i went to lunch down the street with louis and steve…3 of the 4 managers of 618.
the farm of beverly hills. i don’t know…maybe you’ve heard of it. i had, but had never been.
enjoyed my pear brie sandwich on raisin bread with a side of sweet potato fries. yummy…
enjoyed my conversation with the team.
enjoyed being out in my new ‘hood.
enjoyed seeing tom arnold in his led zepplin shirt as we were leaving. louis turned to me and informed me who he was…of course i didn’t know but thought he looked familiar.
just everyday people out for lunch.
just everyday in beverly hills.
just another day in my new life on the westside.