Packing, moving and unpacking all went well this weekend. I missed a Bacon, Bacon, Bacon Saturdays for Breakfast post because I was busy doing the latter from 11 a.m. to 8 p.m. on Saturday, so forgive me, all two of you who look forward to those.
I was too busy having mini orgasms from the dishwasher and washer/dryer in my new place this weekend to do anything fun. Or have real orgasms, apparently. My boyfriend now has to fight for my attention. I am in love with my appliances. (He already feels inferior to one “appliance,” so I might just lose him over the new additions. I might end up a lonely spinstress with my cat and my appliances. God help me.) I have been washing things that were always deemed not worth the dollar or time it took in my last place – and everything is so shiny, sparkly and CLEAN. I feel so unlike myself. Dirty is my middle name. But onward and upward! I am a changed woman!
*Riiiight*
The move-in went as smoothly as I could have hoped, I suppose. Minus the fact that my beautiful CREAM micro suede couch had to be moved in BY ROPE to the FOURTH FLOOR BALCONY. I managed to catch it on the Flip video cam. You will probably be mostly bored by this video since my videography skills are lacking, and clearly I need to learn how to “talk to my audience.” However, you might want to watch it if you would like to hear me snort like a hyena or a squeeky see-saw. Kinda like this: hahaha HUUUH. HUUUH. HEEE HUUUUH. That happens somewhere around 1:18.
It’s good to know that you’re clean finally. I was a bit concerned with your filthiness.
That was a surprisingly effective way of moving that couch.
Can’t lie, I was hoping for the couch to drop. It would have made for a more dramatic video.
I’m a closet dirty person now, Katie. I’m clean on the outside, filthy on the inside.
Paolo, I agree. The video needed a bit more drama. Next time I’ll work to make sure someone or something gets destroyed or injured.
Wow, that was funny, mainly your laugh.
I hoping that either someone fell over (and landed safely on the couch) or that the couch fell and squished a squirrel.
And you could have been bare chested drinking champagne with a cool sound track if you wanted to try to keep up with P.
Hilarious…
Fantastic. And when I moved into my new place I just about DIED with the new appliances. My old victorian house in St. Paul had the most OUTDATED stuff ever but my new house in Minneapolis has shiny stainless steal appliances that WORK (except the Dishwasher sometimes leaks…). Congrats on being settled!
I personally liked the Space Needle shout-out best.
Haha. I tried to show the close proximity – but it kinda looks far away, even when it’s only three blocks away?
One love for the Space Needle!
Delurking – I found you via Lily!
Your laugh sounds like mine – we are laugh twins!
Yay Julienne! Laugh twins!
Haha, love your laugh!
congrats on the new place!!
See, that just makes me want a fourth-floor apartment so I can haul my things up like that. xD.