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So I was recently nudged that I haven't posted much about the whole move thing outside of Twitter. Sorry about that. It's been a long, stressful couple of months.

So here's a sort of summary-outline of what happened.

Timeline of a Sudden Move:

Sometime in early March —
Bro & Sis-in-Law are cold-called about selling their house, given that they bought low six years ago and they could make about $100k profit if they sold now. The $$ amount is tempting; also, they apparently think it's going to be like last time they low-key listed it a few years ago and nothing happened. They decide to let me know "oh, yeah, we listed the house" on the weekend after my birthday, about a week before the first showings are scheduled, no discussion beforehand, nothing.

March 21st —
After a week of frantic cleaning and organizing, the first showing happens, at 7:30pm on a weeknight. So I have to find an elsewhere to be for awhile ... and take the next day off work for more spring-cleaning level work in advance of that weekend's open house.

April 7th —
The last two families on the realtor's list come to see the house ... because one of the others is rumored to be about to submit paperwork. I start scouring apartment listings, hyperventilating the whole time. (Sis-in-law tells me "even if they do back out after you've found someplace else, it's OK; I won't be upset, because I'm sure it'll still sell soon," like, thank you, since when did I even need your permission, after you sprang this whole thing on me with no real warning?!??)

April 21st —
I've dug out the Storage Closet of Things I Haven't Touched in 6 Years, started buying flats of banker's boxes, and narrowed my options down to four: one I really really want, very comfortable price range, perfect size, likely to be gone too fast to grab; one just as well-situated near mom's place, a little bigger, but just at the upper edge of my plausible rent range; one about a half mile further out, but a little too expensive; and one also barely affordable, but eightish miles away. Time to take another day off work and actually beat the bushes.

April 24th —
Toured #2; the first was indeed gone too fast to grab (the rent market here is ridiculous!) and the third not attractive enough to get past the price. Crossing my fingers I don't have to go for option #4, because I have discovered a new fact about #2 that makes it seem like A Sign: not only is it the unit all the way at the end of the complex against a cushioning wall of trees, not only is it on the top floor where bugs don't reach and the ceilings are two feet higher, but it is Unit 42 in the complex. 42!!! Mom doesn't get the reference, but cheerfully goes with me to drop off the application and go out to dinner to celebrate anyway.

dinner out after applying for the apartment

April 28th —
The news has come back: I have been accepted! Alas, the ridiculousness of the rent market means I must sacrifice the entirety of this year's tax refund as a deposit, money I was intending for this year's roadtrip, plus the first month's rent (of a year's lease), in cashier's cheques before I can sign and pick up the key. I start moving boxes the very next evening, and call the cable company to set up an appointment for activation (given that the earliest one available was a couple weeks out!)

empty view of the main room of Unit 42

May 5th —
I take yet another day off work so Mom and I can move everything left that isn't either (a) boxes of books or (b) heavy furniture, save only for the next day's clothes, the bedsheets, and the cat and her supplies. Mid-afternoon, I sacrifice a big chunk of my remaining savings for a new decent mattress, given that the previous one was at least 25 years old and had been flipped so many times it sagged in every direction.

May 6th —
FINAL MOVING DAY. One of Mom's friends, upon seeing my box springs, turns up her nose and replaces that (and my all bed linens!) as well, so my entire bed is new except the frame! We also rescue my childhood kitchen table from the loft in Mom's shop/outbuilding, and it turns out that it and all the chairs are still sound! Maevebran and I drive the old box springs and mattress out to the dump, and upon our return, transfer the kitty last of all and celebrate with dinner.

jb sprawled on the floor, waving at the camera

new bedroom, with new bed

May 7th —
Mom throws an unexpected, and amazingly well attended, housewarming party for me, to fill in kitchen utensils and new towels and all kinds of other little things that need replacing after six years of living in a basement with only a tiny college fridge and a microwave and a Keurig for 'cooking' use.

May 13th —
The cable guy hooks up my internet! And mom and I go back to bro & sis-in-law's place to clean my old space. All is now in its place; all that remains is to finish unpacking and decorating and organizing. Oh, and start saving for a washer and dryer. :)

... May 31st ....
This is when bro and sis-in-law have to be out ... after which they'll be living with her parents for two months, until some missionaries they know leave the country. Then they'll be renting the family's farmhouse until they figure out where they'll actually be living next. Sis-in-law says the goal is for her not to have to work anymore. I really, really want to know what kind of a better deal they think they're going to get without her income and my rent money coming in, in this market ... but that's their business, I'm going to just shut up and enjoy living in my new space.

jb, seated on her new balcony, with glass of wine in hand


I'm really going to miss living in the same house as those kids. The older niblings have apparently taken to telling people I moved out of the country, and the littlest is at the six-months stage where he's really starting to be come interactive and grinning in delight at his favorite people. I haven't seen any of them since moving day, and it sucks. But them's the breaks; you win some, you lose some, and as soon as they settle I'll figure out a way to schedule regular visits.

And .... 42. So. *chinhands*
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