Seems strange that it was just a few hours less than one week ago that I wrote that last post. I spent four days on the road, arriving in Asheville late Monday afternoon. Cardgrrl was at my apartment (she had picked up the keys from the landlord in case I arrived in town after hours) with roses and a chocolate cake to welcome me. I'm starting to think that maybe she likes me.
The last three days have been a whirlwind of buying stuff, unpacking boxes, getting deliveries, assembling, cleaning. Everything is new and in need of figuring out--how the microwave works, how the dishwasher works, how to distribute dishes and food in the cupboards, how long the washer and dryer run, which bank to choose, where to get good pizza, how to navigate to the Walmart, how the trash and recycling work, how to get new email working, and on and on and on. But it's all getting done, one thing at a time, and my work station is now set up sufficiently that I can resume gainful work tomorrow, which is exactly the day I had planned on when tentatively setting up a moving schedule a month ago--so yay me.
Weather here is mild for February compared to everyplace else I've ever lived except Las Vegas.
Strangely, I have not yet woken up confused or mistaken about where I am. Maybe I've been planning this long enough that it's not a shock to my brain. On the other hand, I see my friends tweeting about a poker game at this or that casino, and have an impulse to go join, until I remember that I'm not there anymore.
Cardgrrl and I spent hours assembling a new desk. I needed to finish it today. It was in the first bedroom, which I had planned to use as an office. But it was a bright, sunny day, and the light was so nice through the windows of my south-facing living room that I changed plans. I am going to try making the living room my work space just for the nice light and view. Which leaves me with a bedroom without assigned purpose for now. I'll probably put my books in there when I get some shelves, and likely use the space to work on my bike when it needs repair/maintenance. Will need to mull over what to do with it.
Tons of work to catch up on, so probably no poker trips for a couple of weeks anyway.
Friday, February 15, 2013
Arriving
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So far, so good -- nice! What is it they say? An excellent adventure.
Congrats on ending the trip and begging the journey
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hopefully the hard part of the move is over. Congrats on having the balls to do it ;)
wow so sad
Bob, it's been ages - how are you settling in? Found the nearest poker game yet?
Settling in continues apace. Finally got a dresser a few days ago, so no longer living out of boxes and suitcases. Bought a TV, etc. Got a cat.
Finding the nearest poker room wasn't an issue--I already knew it was Harrah's Cherokee, about an hour away. Went there Monday night for the first time since arrival. Lost. Nothing interesting to write about.
Bob, I hope your cat brings you as much joy as Sammy has brought me. If humans loved each other as unconditionally as our pets love us, there would be no wars.
Bob-
Welcome to Carolina! I'm heading to WSOPC in Cherokee. Might you be attending?
Sid
I hadn't thought about it. I'll have to look at the schedule.
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