Unpacking and settling in – a long protracted process.
First let me give you the run down on what has happened since you heard I was sitting in a hotel waiting to hear whether we get a house or not:
We got in to see housing on Tuesday or so. They told us we could get a house near the end of August and not before and that they could set us up in temporary lodging. So of course, we told them about our indoor cats and what temporary lodging would have us do with them. Thankfully, she looked empathetic because with a blank look on her face after I said to Scott “Oh well, you and me and the cats in the truck then hun”, started off the same way they do in the movies “Ok – I am not supposed to do this but …”
The long story cut short is that she got us into a house the very next day – albeit a house where as enlisted we aren’t supposed to be, but since we aren’t your typical enlisted anyway, I think we’ll be fine. I am just grateful she could work magic like that and did so so readily.
The house is … well, if I was a senior officer, I might be inclined to be offended. Stuff isn’t working. And today I am especially pissed … but I’ll get into that a little further down. It’s smaller in terms of the number of rooms we had, but probably a little larger in general. The kitchen is about half the size in terms of cabinets and walking space. The bedrooms might be the same size but the living and dining areas are twice the size as is the utility room AND that utility room has TONS of shelving! Wewt!
Hubby gets a closet for his gear, we have a spare room – albeit quite devoid of your typical spare room furniture at the moment – and a living room that can accomodate both the living room and the study without a squeeze. Of course, being the “homemaker” that I am, I must find a way to separate the 2 somehow – working on that still. Until then, they are kind of integrated – hope I don’t have to entertain too seriously just yet. ::heh::
Our household goods got here finally on Friday morning – so 2 nights on the air bed in the master bedroom with cats crawling all over us both. Hubby, of course, can sleep thru a hurricane if necessary and so didn’t even notice. Me? Yea. Nuff said.
I managed to get the kitchen and bedroom sorted enough to sleep and eat by Friday night. I was sore as hell, but it was worth it to be able to take a shower, have a drink and sleep in a bed without boxes crowding us at ever turn. Hubby was off on Saturday, and so I had help in unpacking a ton of other boxes. He organized his gear AND the computers. Whilst I finished with the bedroom and the kitchen. We topped the day off with a trip to Walmart to get stuff to eat and drink and make merry.
The night was finished with us toasting ourselves with a bottle of champagne – albeit not the most expensive on the rack, but that’s not what counts.
Sunday was an off day – I wasn’t feeling well at all – so we spent the day gaming and watching movies. Monday was sort of the same for me since I still was under the weather. I did manage to make contact with Time Warner, however, who then charged us an arm and a leg but promised us to be plugged in by the latest 8pm on Wednesday. And true to their word, they were here and plugged us in by about 4pm.
That was yesterday – hubby came home and let me tell you, we headed straight in-game and didn’t look up until it was time for bed.
This morning, I am having an allergy attack for some reason. I got up to get my jammies off and found the kittehs licking water from the a/c which was leaking all over the hall floor. This heat is something else, the kittehs go through a bowl of water every 3 hours or so. I have to either find a bigger bowl or try that fountain thingy again – and hope they don’t start treating it like a toy this time around.
I called maintenance, but of course it’s not an emergency for them until it’s in THEIR house so amid promises of someone coming out today, I am told to turn off the a/c and wait. Easy for you to say … mumble mumble … you have a/c at home. hmph!
As it is, I strike and refuse to empty the last 4 boxes until they fix the a/c. I know it’s not going to hurt THEM, but shucks – I am just pissed. When we moved in, the agent said he’d note the water and call in a work order. One week later we are going to suffer for their incompetence. Grrrr….
All in all, despite the foul odor that wafts up from the toilet intermittently, the dishwasher that doesn’t quite wash clean (soap dispenser is finicky about when it opens and when it doesn’t), the screen door that has 2 broken hinges (and which they will remove and not repair or replace if we report it – god help the kittehs in that case) … this is a pretty decent house.
Nala is already comfortable, Bear is coming around and hubby and I are as comfortable as can be considering.
Now if only I can get acclimatized already …. ::pant-pant::
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