Well, it's come.
Today is Moving Day.
Josh is in the process of gathering up his stuff to move into the dorms today around 1 p.m. We've already hauled most of his furniture to his parent's place and now he just has the little stuff that he'll take with him.
Well, I shouldn't say "little stuff", because he's got the idea that he's going to take a TON of things along with him. Josh plans on hauling all of his kitchen stuff with him so that he can cook in the dorms. He's never lived in the dorms and is operating on the idea that the dorms are just like an apartment.
The dorms are very similar to an apartment (two large bedrooms with three people each and a connecting living room) and there's a small kitchen area there for people to store food or to cook.
At 25 years old, Josh will be one of the oldest people in the dorms.
I'm sure that this will be a very interesting experience for him.
Once he's moved his stuff out, I'm going to be cleaning and rearranging the house a bit. The house has had a 'cluttered' feeling ever since Josh moved in. There just wasn't much room to put all of his stuff away so a lot of it sat in baskets and boxes in the front room. That combined with some stuff that I am storing for some other friends just junked up the front room.
Not that many people came over to the house, but the first thing that they would see was all of the stuff cluttering up the front room and it just bugged the hell out of me.
Oh well, that'll be fixed soon.
More later.
-Tom
2 comments:
Happy House Cleaning! :D Kasey is finishing moving into my house today. She and her family brought 2 vehicles full of stuff, and her grandmother even contributed a bunch of kitchen gear. Thus far there's not really clutter gathering, except for in her room (admittedly things are not put away yet). But I have noticed that kids really don't know what to take, or not take, when they go off to college. I did the same thing the first time around, tried to take everything I owned to the dorm. I learned alot about what material items one finds necessary and which are simply souvenirs of childhood.
Heather was supposed to move to Indianapolis yesterday. She'd been in Indianapolis ironing out the details there, and signing leases with her roommate. The week before, she was in Chicago for training for her new job, so I was trying to line things up on this end of the Midwest. But then her grandmother surprised us all, had a stroke, and went into a coma. There's a DNR/No Feeding Tube order, so she's currently in Somerset with the rest of the family, waiting for the last breath.
It would be the sort of thing she would do intentionally to throw a monkey wrench into the life plans of her most wayward grandchild...The daughter of her most wayward daughter...
So, you both have my sympathies...
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