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Natter 63: Life after PuppyCam
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
A bunch of amazing photos of Saturn taken by the Cassini probe: [link]
I was having a freakout about getting a washer and dryer through the basement door. Went over and measured it. I think I'm ok.
Aw, Chuck! I love a good safe-sex message on TV.
Having mover issues. Not happy. Extra panicked calls in to others. Why didn't I do this a week ago? Oh yeah, a week ago I still didn't believe. Still really don't. Well, if there is going to be one major cockup, this would be it.
Oh and a little water in basement. Like a cup. At least now I know the source and have a good feel for solutions.
Oh yeah, I fucked this one up. Had one "sure thing" with multiple recs who hasn't responded since last week with a "sure." Had 2 more turndowns. Fuck.me.
I hate fucking up.
I hate fucking up.
You're not fucking. You're dealing with it.
You can't possibly anticipate all the things that can go awry in such a transition. It's huge.
So just breathe, give yourself a break, and pour yourself a Scotch.
You just gotta be a good soldier and keep marching and soon this particular trial will be over. And then you will be in your own house and it will be a source of comfort and solace for you.
Thank you.
I'm pissed and self-flag-whatever and, just thank you. I haven't moved in 12 years. I've never hired movers before. Still, I'd like to think I know better and have a little less uncertainty.
oh sara, I echo the give yourself a break. We've all been there at some point or another and you are plugging away, which is all you can do. What have the apartment people said about your departure?