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January 3, 2005
Catching Up
I have been a little remiss in my New Year's reflection, in part because this week flew by, but mostly because I hate the holiday season. When your birthday falls on the New Year, you cannot help but hold your accomplishments/failures up against two screens-- a year of your life and an official year of the world.
The past few days have been a wonderful segway into the New Year, however. But before I annotate the above photos, let me note what I arrived home to last Monday:
- Anyone remember me lamenting the fact that my door locks no longer lined up? Pshaw on the cold weather! Eight billion coop phone calls and emails later, it was discovered that NOBODY's locks were working.
Catalyst: the building next door is being gut renovated. I watched for a few weeks as they created a gigantic sandbox in the neighboring courtyard, evidently digging out their basement. Meanwhile, our ENTIRE BUILDING was SHIFTING. Do not even ask how many times I have called 311 in the past 5 days.
- I STILL have not received my STAR rebate.
- A day or so later, our sewer decided to back up, creating a giant poo-marsh in our basement.
Thankfully or not, the New Year's holiday hindered me from making any further phone calls (once our basement was sucked dry, mind you). Instead, Lex took it upon himself to help me have a better-than-normal birthday (which I did, thank you very much).
He also took the opportunity to convince me that some action needed to be taken in regard to my sleeping quarters, most notably my futon, which has always been a prime nook to me, but then again, I wrap myself into a comforter cocoon and curl into the edge of the bed. Apparently, it is slanted.
Long story short: bought a bed, moved the futon into the living room (now TWO people can lie on the couch at once!), and wound up having to reorganize most of the apartment.
This turned out to be a good thing, despite the minor upheaval, and spurned a whole new push to hang things, like the art I received for Christmas and all of the crap I have collected from subway and railroad track excursions (they can be useful, you know). In fact, I might even get around to framing things this week. Whoo hoo!
Meanwhile, Olive is back to her nutball self, having discovered the joys of the laser pointer. Irving is making strides in male-to-male tolerance, and my basement doesn't smell nearly as stinky as it did the other way.
No one's locks work, though, and I still haven't received my f-wad STAR rebate. Sounds like another call to 311.
Happy New Year!
Posted by callalillie at January 3, 2005 4:13 AM | City Life
, Home Improvement
wait, you didn't have a bed? and you own an apartment? didn't know that was possible.
Posted by: tien at January 3, 2005 8:52 AM
Yeah...I kind of dragged my feet on that one. I have a really small bedroom, plus I always found my futon rather comfortable.
Posted by: corie at January 3, 2005 8:54 AM
so what kind of mattress is it? and did you leave the last s off for savings?
Posted by: tien at January 3, 2005 9:06 AM
Indeed, we did leave off the last S for Savings. Ralph gave us a good deal. I have no idea what kind of mattress it is. All I know is a box spring, frame, and mattress make for a very high bed ;)
Posted by: corie at January 3, 2005 9:10 AM
Yay for apartment reorganizing. I went rearranging crazy this weekend too...lots of work, but change is good...I think.
Posted by: yp at January 3, 2005 9:36 AM
definitely...and especially when you get a new rug that has no evidance of cat barf on it.
Posted by: corie at January 3, 2005 9:41 AM
can i just say that cat barf is nasty. especially when you have to clean it up all warm and stuff.
Posted by: tien at January 3, 2005 12:03 PM
oh but it's better to get it off when wet (if it's chunky).
Posted by: corie at January 3, 2005 12:25 PM
so how are you guys locking your apartment?
Posted by: jenn at January 3, 2005 11:31 PM
PRECISELY the same question we have been asking ourselves.
Posted by: corie at January 4, 2005 9:05 AM
we also just transitioned to a bed! it is revolutionary (and age 18-33 is too long to be a futon-sleeper.)
i am alarmed about the house-shifting.
Posted by: amy-from-the-bus at January 5, 2005 8:32 AM
