Howdy all!
I finally got all of my moving done, and I am now fully ensconced at the new and improved Ultimate Man Cave.
Well, I'm here, but I'm not completely moved in yet. Half my stuff is still down in the garage, but the bed, desk, clothes, and computer are up here in my room, and the bag of toiletries found it's way to the bathroom, so I can survive for a few days living out of boxes and suitcases until I get stuff organized.
Lars and I sweated our asses off yesterday in the 110 degree heat, getting the rest of my possessions migrated, and my new roommate Gavin and his girlfriend Paula were extremely helpful in getting the bed and some of the other bulky stuff up the stairs. Between the four of us, the unload was a breeze, and all of the bedroom essentials made it up here without too much trouble.
Once that was done, Lars headed home, but the three of us here at the house ordered some pizza and enjoyed a relaxing dinner which was a nice temporary break from the work. I also took some time out to play with the dogs--my new roommate owns three golden retrievers, two of which are absolutely HUGE, and they all love to play. Living in an apartment, I missed having animals around--dogs or cats, it doesn't much matter either way to me, they both have their redeeming qualities. But these dogs are just so lovable and lots of fun to play with, so I'm sure I'm going to enjoy having them around. As soon as the house gets more organized, I'll take some pics and post them up.
I went back to the old apartment around 10 pm to get the last few things and to help with the final cleanup, and Rob and Danielle were already there killing every last germ they could possibly find. I was getting high on the smell of bleach and Pine-Sol, but we got it all done. Danielle had already cleaned and scrubbed the fridge, saving me a bunch of time, so I got to work on the stuff she couldn't reach, like the top of the bookshelves and the microwave and whatnot. Rob busied himself on the floors, and it didn't take long at all to finish up. I'm fairly certain that we'll get most of our deposit back.
I got back here to the house around 11:30 at night, exhausted, sweaty, grubby, and pretty well spent. It was all I could do to haul my worn out carcass up the stairs and into the shower. I had enough foresight to dig up a set of work clothes for the morning, and then I collapsed into bed. My whole body was stiff and sore, and exhausted as I was, I laid there wide awake for almost 2 hours. I remember being a little pissed off, looking at my phone and seeing that it was 1:52 am, and I tried to force myself to sleep, knowing that my alarm was going to go off at 5:40.
I finally got to sleep, and I heard my new phone going off. I was like No way, I barely got any sleep at all... But again, this phone is brand new and I'm not used to all the noises, so instead of rolling over and turning it off, I figured I'd wait until it went off again and then get up. But then it gave me that ringing noise indicating that I had a voicemail.
That could only mean one thing, which was likely bad news. It would be work calling. Nobody else in their right mind would call me up at 3:45 in the frickin' morning!
Yep, it was work, and for a split second I was holding out hope that they'd be calling to tell me not to come in until 9 or 10, but I had no such luck. They needed me at five. Apparently, there was an all-night game going on, there was only one dealer, and he'd been locked down in the box for two hours, and after 5 am, he'd be on overtime. And we all know that the casino can't spare nine bucks an hour, so I got the call.
I called 'em right back after listening to the message and begrudgingly agreed to get up and be down there at 5:00 am.
Once I sat down in the box, I was locked down for three hours straight, but luckily I made a quick $120. We had another dealer coming in at 8, and another at 9, plus the eleven o'clock tournament crew. So I did one more half-hour down, and they were kind enough to cut me loose at 9:00 am. I came straight home and went directly back to bed, crashing until 3:30 this afternoon.
I had considered going down to Binion's and playing in another one of their Poker Classic events, but damn, I was just too tired. Oh, and the $500 buy-in for today's event pretty much kept me in bed, too. I didn't want to invest that kind of cash when I was still feeling like a zombie.
I woke up when I heard the dogs barking--it was the cable guy coming over to get us all hooked up. We now have HD down in the living room on the big screen, and I have a cable box up here in my bedroom for my old-school TV (which is still sitting down in the garage, by the way). We also got the internet hooked up. Once all that was working, I took of for WallyWorld to pick up a new wireless router and some other household goodies that I need. They were also having a sale on Lexmark photo printers, and since I've been printer-less for over a year, I snagged one.
Once I got back home, we got the network all set up, and now I'm back on the internet, ahead of schedule. I'm still pretty tired, and damn, I'm already missing that hot-tub, but I'm lovin' this new place so much more than the old apartment. I forgot how much better it is to live in an actual house--and this is a nice one, too.
So I'm gonna chill for a bit tonight. I may get the TV hooked up, I may not. I'm too tired and lazy to go grocery shopping, so it may be hot wings and beer or something along those lines for dinner.
I'm gonna go to bed early, too, not only because I'm still tired from the move, but because I have to be in at 5 am again first thing in the morning.
Mikey
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