how could i have failed to mention that in the sixteen nights have i have slept in my new, old bed i have not once woken up to find my hands, arms, feet, legs or any combination thereof completely numb from lack of circulation. for six years i assumed i was sleeping in strange positions which caused my waking to useless limbs and painful pins and needles, but no! it wasn’t me! it was the dastardly futon! ahh, the joy of beds! i can’t even imagine what my sleeping life will be like when i upgrade to a newer, bigger, luxuriouser bed. the mind it does reel at the mere thought.
here’s that list i mentioned:
– clean bookshelves and vanity with tsp then lightly sand
– paint three bookshelves (oil paint)
– paint bathroom vanity (latex enamel)
– replace knobs on vanity
– remove old towel rack brackets (patch holes?)
– measure for closet shelf
– price mdf/plywood for closet shelf
– clean oven & pans/racks left by previous tenant
– measure for curtains and install brackets
– hem & hang living room curtains
– clean scuffs on living room floor
– polish wood floors
– organize linens
– measure for bedroom curtains (blackout)
– get dad to: hang bamboo blinds, mount towel rack, mirror and safety strap
– clean bathroom
– clean windows
– get door mat and hallway runner
– get venetian blind dusting squeegie thingie
– unpack books, cds, dvds, videos
– organize storage closet
– investigate getting caller id or smart ring (to know when it’s the door buzzer instead of a telemarketer calling)
ugh. i’m exhausted already.
Wow, girl. One day at a time. Moves are hard, but they’re fun, too. Enjoy your new place!
Door buzzers usually have a distinct ring all their own anyway.
usually, but not at my building.
maybe you should just take it easy and not put so much pressure on yourself.