I Thought MY Move Was Difficult ...

For some reason Young Min decided to move from Queens to Manhattan's Upper West Side via the SUBWAY (taking the 7 train with a transfer to the 1 train at Times Square). Min enlisted a group of (now former) friends to help haul his "air conditioner, collapsible double-rod closet, dishes, laptop, linen, quilts, books, clothes, assorted framed pictures, a soup cauldron, Korean medicine, condiments, and a 40-pound bag of rice.  Mid-trip, the air conditioner broke through the trunk holding it."

But when Min called around for help with moving other items, his "friends" wouldn't return his calls.

Via Gothamist

It Is Done ...

The move is finished, and I am blogging from Astoria, Queens.  This post is going to be short and sweet, because I'm EXHAUSTED.  To make things quick and easy, here are some bullet points:

• OMG - moving is hard work!  I hope to never leave the apartment I'm in right now - for as long as I live.  In reality this apartment is downright huge by Manhattan standards.  I'm actually sitting in the dining area at a genuine kitchen table.  I haven't had a dining area with a kitchen table you could sit at since I lived in PA.  And the living room in this place is at least twice the size of my living room on 9th Avenue.
• It is weird being in "someone else's apartment".  Even though I've had a roommate forever, my apartments in Manhattan were very much MINE.  My new roommate isn't here tonight, but his brother is and it's a little unconfortable sharing space with a complete stranger.  I guess I'll get used to it.
• The cats are getting adjusted to the new digs - Oscar is being a big crybaby (he howled the entire trip from Manhattan to Queens in the moving van), but Dusty seems fine.
• I haven't eaten all day, so right now I'm chowing down on Popeye's fried chicken which is conveniently located around the corner.  Don't judge - it's been a rough day and I needed comfort food.
• Oh, and when I said I was "finished", well - "finished" is a relative term.  Here is what my new room looks like right now...

That pile of lumber you see is my loft bed, which will NOT be getting put together tonight.  I'll be crashing on the couch and trying to get organized tomorrow.

That's all for now - I need to go to sleep for about 15 years...

Today's The Day...

Yes, the World's Longest Move® is finally happening today.  I'll let you know when it's finished...

I STILL Haven't Moved...

... but that's not a bad thing.  The past four days were spent washing clothes/linens, sorting, throwing stuff away, and organizing.  I've vowed that this time I won't just move my mess to my new apartment.  I have also decided that:

1. There is absolutely no reason for me to go to the Dollar Store 3 times a week.  You cannot imagine how much Dollar Store crap I threw away - it was ridiculous.  Possible fly in the ointment:  there is a Dollar Store literally around the corner from my new place which I'll have to pass every day.  Yikes.

2. I do not need to buy socks, underwear, or t-shirts EVER AGAIN.  Seriously - I have enough Hanes products to last me well into my golden years.

So I will finish up packing this week and try to get everything moved to the new place in the next few days.  My major problem is transportation - because of my credit situation I can't just rent a van, I have to find some kind of mover.  And that isn't necessarily cheap.

BTW - yesterday's Hoarders marathon on A&E was an extremely effective tool in motivating me to throw stuff away.

Sick, Tired and Unorganized

I have been sick as a dog for the past week, which is really preventing me from getting myself together so I can move this weekend.  It was so bad yesterday that I left work at noon, came home and slept all day and night.

The ONE interesting thing about me being sick has been the BIZARRE dreams I've been having.  I don't know what they put in CVS cold medicine, but it's trippy...

I recommend it highly.

Here is my plan:  finish packing tonight/all day Friday (taking day off)/all day Saturday.  And then on Sunday I'll try to find a "Man with a Van" to help me move my crap to Queens.

This means that you won't be hearing from me for a few days.  Hopefully the next time I post, I'll be a resident of Astoria, Queens.

>P,B!

It Looks Like I Have A New Apartment...

I saw the apartment (it's better than I expected), I met the roommate (nice guy) and all seems well.  I'm moving into a 2-family house in Astoria, Queens - the landlord's daughter and family live downstairs.  My new roommate (he's been there for 3 years) and I have the entire 2nd floor (which is a 3 bedroom apartment), and I'm renting the middle-sized bedroom.  If we get a 3rd roommate, I'll be paying less than half of what I'm paying in rent now in Manhattan.  If he and I don't get a third person, I'll STILL be paying less than I am now.

Most importantly, my new roommate grew up with cats, and has no problems with my little dumplings moving in.

Now I have to finish getting my stuff packed and ready to go.

Happy Hump Day and Apartment Update

I feel like maybe I've gotten "over-the-hump" with my apartment situation.  I spoke to the guy who is moving out of the place in Queens (he's a close friend of my current roommate, but I'm also friendly with him) and finally made arrangements to see the space (tomorrow).  I told him I DEFINITELY want to move into the apartment (I don't care what it looks like), and asked him to inform his roommate not to rent the space out to anyone else.  He assured me that the place was mine if I wanted it.

I'm not doing any celebrating quite yet.  Anything could happen, and I have yet to meet my new roommate, but as of right this moment I feel a little better about what's going on.

Keep your fingers crossed.

Room Wanted

It seems that my plans of moving to Queensmight not happen after all.  Therefore I’m putting this out there to all NYC members of the DustBunnyNation: ANYBODY GOT A PLACE FOR ME TO LIVE???

It turns out that my longtime roommate will NOT be moving with me to the apartment in Queens (which I still haven’t seen).  And now I’m worried this entire Queens deal isn’t going to pan out at all.  So I’m putting the word out that I need a place to live – SOON.

Here are my deets:  I work Monday thru Friday, 10 am to 6 pm – but many times have to stay later.  I also oftentimes work on the weekends.  When not working, I’m usually in front of my laptop (the apartment must have internet connection).  I very rarely go out anymore and I PROMISE to work on keeping things neat and organized.

In addition to myself, I have two loving kitties – Oscar, whose interests include 9 Lives Shredded Turkey & Cheese, and Dusty, who enjoys playing fetch and getting petted.  They are sweet and cuddly and are no trouble at all – and I can’t move anywhere without them.

I don’t really care where in NYC I end up, as long as it’s near a subway stop and it's relatively safe.  In addition to splitting the rent, I would obviously pay my share of utilities.

If ANYBODY has ANY leads on a place for me and the kitties to live, please send an email to  daviddust@gmail.com

XOXOXO

Calm Down - It's Caturday

I'm supposed to be packing right now - it looks like Oscar, Dusty and myself will be moving out to Queens in exactly one week.  Although I still haven't seen the new apartment or met my new roommate.  Don't ask...

Deep breaths ...

No Weigh-In This Week

I'm not getting anywhere NEAR a scale today - in fact, it's probably best if we just pretend this past week didn't happen at all.

However, I'm hoping to get some good news soon regarding a new apartment.  Keep your fingers crossed...

Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch Changes

First off, I'm just going to say that I HATE change.  I've lived on the same block for 15 years (in a city where people move constantly) and have held the same job for 10 of the last 12 years.  Change freaks me out - and I try to avoid it at all costs.

But I found out last night that I must move, and therefore I'm in a panic.  And, depending upon the NYC Housing Court System, this could happen in a matter of two weeks or so.

Without going into details (which I really cannot do), I did think this might happen eventually - albeit not so soon.  And I will also say that I'm not a victim of some lowdown slumlord.  So, again, this isn't a total shock.  But it's CHANGE, and thus I am freaked.

Furthermore, those of you who've seen my Hoarders-worthy "bedroom" know how much crap I must go through, organize, and pack.  For those of you who have not witnessed my mess, consider yourselves lucky.

So, I gotta get busy.  I need to figure out what in the hell I'm doing with myself, all my stuff, and my two cats.  And I gotta figure out how to pay for whatever I decide to do. So during this period of time I won't be blogging as much - or commenting on your blogs.  Or Twittering.  Or sleeping.  But I WILL be constantly worrying and in need of carbs.  So there's that...

I just KNEW that happy-ass Weigh-In post YESTERDAY would jinx my life.  Remind me NEVER to be so friggin' upbeat and optimistic.