Today, at least thus far, I was able to mark off:
* Get electric, gas
* Get Verizon (for the phone/Internet)
* Order replacement part for BlackBerry because AT&T told me to take a ride last night when I tried to buy a new one. They said, essentially, “Discount? Ha. Full retail price, sucker.” I politely declined.
This afternoon, I’d like to mark off:
* Get me some cable (which may end up being for the Internets instead … Verizon may be marked off completely if they don’t have the DSL/Fiber. I don’t know why the computer wasn’t able to tell them that when I called. It just wasn’t.)
* Set a shut-off date for my Chucktown utilities and let my landlord know what day I’ll be officially outta here (that depends on the movers, who, oddly, have yet to call me.)
* Find out from a vet the process of tranq-ing Inky and Walter. Can’t wait. Those cats are gonna LOOOOOOOOVE me for this one.
* Change my address with all of the people that need it changed. Credit card companies get pissed when they can’t find you, I learned.
* Cancel my freaking gym membership. I’ve only been trying to mark this one off for two weeks. It just gets moved to “not that important.”
* Freaking take boxes downstairs so I feel like I’m making some sort of progress toward getting this house emptied. Kevin has to come this weekend to get the bedroom set back and then that’s one room completely empty.
I know … a blog post dedicated to all of the things I have to do. I think I did it as motivation. Once it’s out here, it’s really, actually out here. That way, T-Dub can ask me if I’m making progress. Cookie may come by and check on me and Paige will laugh at me and know that by the time she’s come along to check in, I’m probably taking a nap on the couch.
I feel like I’m getting somewhere, but getting nowhere at the same time. Having to work another five days, move the next day and start a new job the Monday after next makes you feel like an elephant has his foot planted right in your chest. I wish I didn’t have to work as long as I do, but it was unavoidable. Everything is exactly as it had to be in this case. Instead of getting a huge pile of work done at work (and getting my desk cleaned out in the process), I’m spending large portions of my day trying to get my new life set up 400 miles away.
It’s that feeling of “I can do a hundred things at once, but none of them very well.” That’s where I am right now. Right now, I’m juggling and I feel like at any minute, I’m going to lose sight of just one ball and everything’s going to come down at my feet and I’ll have to start over.
Eh, I’ll make it. I always do. If this is the most stressful thing I have to endure in my years, I’ll have it pretty easy. And in less than 10 days, this anticipation and buildup will be a memory and I’ll be well on my way to getting settled in to a new job, a new apartment and a new life altogether.
And I gotta figure out how to blog from the train … I bet there are good stories there. 🙂