May 9th 2005
tv, oh tv
Las Vegas is the Love Boat of the 00s. If I watch one more episode cluttered with special guests, plying their wares like sellouts, I might have to stop watching.
one more thing off the list, until something else takes its place
OK, I know I said we were selling our car to a relative and that it was a Good Thing, but I may have to revise that statement down some.
It’s not a Bad Thing, per se, but it’s seriously a hassle. There are so many details, and so many little things we want to take care of before we sell it, because we don’t want to, well, screw my relative.
I just want it to be tomorrow and be over. Rid of it. Done. Sold. Poof.
It’s such a good car, too, that I wouldn’t worry about selling to almost anyone else. But this is a relative and I want to make sure that the car is good for them and that there are no problems.
Sigh. We keep checking things off our list of stuff to do, thinking that thing is the last thing, and then something else comes up. When will it all be over!
movin’ on up
Mr. Angst and I booked plane tickets yesterday for an apartment-hunting trip to Our New City. (We got a good deal, too! Exciting!)
So now we just have to figure out where in town we most want to look. And get in touch with the locator services we’ve contacted to set up appointments, etc. And nail down an approximate budget. Sigh.
Three weeks ago, I was excited about looking for apartments for the fall. But now, having gone through the home sale and one move, the last thing I want to consider is moving again.
Things I’ll definitely be taking with me on our trip:
Tape measure
Dimensions of all our furniture
Digital camera
Hopefully I’ll be more excited about all this in five and a half weeks, when we leave. I need some down time.
