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Nun resurfaces in her new neighborhood!
May. 8th, 2022 08:10 pmWhat better way to celebrate this afternoon's establishment of cable internet connectivity to the Devil Girl House than to write a Dreamwidth entry?
I got the keys in my hot little hands at about 1615 Thursday. I moved the last of my stuff. I'm pretty sure I forgot to clean out the medicine cabinet, which contained my perfume, and I seem to be missing part of a vial of estradiol. Le sigh.
Oh by the way, I also tested negative for COVID on Thursday. My cough is doing a long fade, though.
My fridge doesn't cool, even though the lights and controls work. Not to panic, though: it's under warranty. My agent is on the case. Upside? This has been an excellent excuse to grab lunch at Uneeda Burger and dinner with Comfy Lady at Le Coin.
Speaking of Comfy Lady, my lingering cough seriously degraded the evening I spent with her, even though it was deliberately planned not to be taxing on me. Comfy Lady has expressed a desire for more... action. She shall get it, once I'm feeling better.
I at least have all the boxes in the right rooms now. The bathrooms are unpacked, and the kitchen is nearly so. The bedroom and the living room are still to come. But! I found my clean underwear and I dug through boxes to get what I wanted to wear on my date.
Internet: connected, as I said. The Xfinity people are bad at talking to each other, and I suspect some of their helpsters of trying to game their own metrics. But the dude who came here ascertained the situation – cables sticking out of the house into nothing but air – and Made It Go. New modem, better speed, no need for a repeater. Aw, yeah.
Bed: ordered from IKEA. It should have some good attachment points. Ahem.
Bookshelves: maybe enough, also coming from the mighty Swedes. The bookshelves have no kinky purpose that I've thought of. Yet.
Washer & dryer: on order from Albert Lee. They're small, but they'll be in my house, and they'll be mine.
Blinds: Waiting for someone to get back to me. I really don't want to do my own installation, and doing my own measuring makes me a tad nervous.
The trash, recycling, and donations are piling up. Since the bins aren't here yet I think I'll be making a transfer station run next weekend.
Oh: I don't need ear plugs to sleep in this house because I'm not right on a bus route. Once I get the blinds up maybe I can ditch sleeping in a leather mask. I mean, I'll be a little sad about that, but fewer sleep lines are good.
I got the keys in my hot little hands at about 1615 Thursday. I moved the last of my stuff. I'm pretty sure I forgot to clean out the medicine cabinet, which contained my perfume, and I seem to be missing part of a vial of estradiol. Le sigh.
Oh by the way, I also tested negative for COVID on Thursday. My cough is doing a long fade, though.
My fridge doesn't cool, even though the lights and controls work. Not to panic, though: it's under warranty. My agent is on the case. Upside? This has been an excellent excuse to grab lunch at Uneeda Burger and dinner with Comfy Lady at Le Coin.
Speaking of Comfy Lady, my lingering cough seriously degraded the evening I spent with her, even though it was deliberately planned not to be taxing on me. Comfy Lady has expressed a desire for more... action. She shall get it, once I'm feeling better.
I at least have all the boxes in the right rooms now. The bathrooms are unpacked, and the kitchen is nearly so. The bedroom and the living room are still to come. But! I found my clean underwear and I dug through boxes to get what I wanted to wear on my date.
Internet: connected, as I said. The Xfinity people are bad at talking to each other, and I suspect some of their helpsters of trying to game their own metrics. But the dude who came here ascertained the situation – cables sticking out of the house into nothing but air – and Made It Go. New modem, better speed, no need for a repeater. Aw, yeah.
Bed: ordered from IKEA. It should have some good attachment points. Ahem.
Bookshelves: maybe enough, also coming from the mighty Swedes. The bookshelves have no kinky purpose that I've thought of. Yet.
Washer & dryer: on order from Albert Lee. They're small, but they'll be in my house, and they'll be mine.
Blinds: Waiting for someone to get back to me. I really don't want to do my own installation, and doing my own measuring makes me a tad nervous.
The trash, recycling, and donations are piling up. Since the bins aren't here yet I think I'll be making a transfer station run next weekend.
Oh: I don't need ear plugs to sleep in this house because I'm not right on a bus route. Once I get the blinds up maybe I can ditch sleeping in a leather mask. I mean, I'll be a little sad about that, but fewer sleep lines are good.
