Resonant Constellation

My most recent adventure has just concluded. It all began on Thursday morning, when I received a letter on my door from my landlord asking to confirm that I was indeed moving out of my apartment on the 31st. As this was not supposed to be the case, I quickly went to the office to correct this misconception. I found out in due time that my landlord had mixed me up with another tenant (the guys living below me) and that she had already scheduled a married couple with a baby on the way within the next week or so to move in right after me. This precipitated four days of me running around like a chicken with my head cut off.

I first asked my new landlords if the apartment could be ready in time-thankfully it could. Next, I had to get a cashier’s check from the bank to pay the first month’s rent and move-in-expenses. This involved me walking nearly two miles before giving up and calling a friend Trevor to come pick me up in his car. Trevor was the first person this weekend to save me from my own stupidity. When this idiocy was over, I began packing and moving my things.

On Saturday, I began the day by moving one box at a time, with a ton of stuff in my large backpacking pack. Since the apartments are close to each other, this was not too hard, but it does take a lot of time this way. My friend Chris arrived in due time, however, and brought his truck, which considerably speeded things up. By the end of the day, we had about 2/3 of my stuff moved and all of the heavy things done.

I awoke early Sunday morning to go pack and prepare for Chris’ arrival at 10. We spent an hour moving things, but then had to leave for an appointment. Chris was back by 5, and we made a few last trips for the big stuff, and Chris left by 6. At this point, it was back to me lugging my stuff by myself. There turned out to be a lot more stuff than I had thought, so I took a break at 10 to order a pizza. This was finished by 10:40, and I resumed my lugging.

At this time, the stars were out, and I could look up at the familiar constellations as I hulked things back and forth. This was a great comfort to me for some reason, and it kept me going for quite a while. I finally brought in the last things just before midnight. I then took a shower.

So I’m done. Now what do I do? What is that thing you do when you’re exhausted and feel like you can’t walk another step? Go get more boxes?

Oh, yeah, sleep.