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At the new place.
Oct. 24th, 2020 11:49 amThe move is mostly done. Roommate has gone back to grab what's left of things with the help of a few friends, then cleaning will start tomorrow.
I hurt myself lifting stuff and carrying it up the stairs. I was cleared by my doctor for heavy lifting because the fibroid embolization wasn't *technically* surgery, but I hurt myself anyway. The verdict seems to be a pulled muscle. I'm throwing naproxen/an ice pack at it. I hate that I can't be more help, but they've stepped up and it's getting done.
The new place has its issues but the kitchen seems to be making up for a lot of them. The kitchen at the old place sucked. It was small, cramped, awkwardly-placed, and did not have enough storage for anything. Only one burner on the stove really got hot enough to actually cook food, the oven heated things unevenly, and the apartment management was loath to do anything about it.
Pictures to follow once things get settled.
Woah, this is some LJ-quality drama right here. The whole saga:
and
I hurt myself lifting stuff and carrying it up the stairs. I was cleared by my doctor for heavy lifting because the fibroid embolization wasn't *technically* surgery, but I hurt myself anyway. The verdict seems to be a pulled muscle. I'm throwing naproxen/an ice pack at it. I hate that I can't be more help, but they've stepped up and it's getting done.
The new place has its issues but the kitchen seems to be making up for a lot of them. The kitchen at the old place sucked. It was small, cramped, awkwardly-placed, and did not have enough storage for anything. Only one burner on the stove really got hot enough to actually cook food, the oven heated things unevenly, and the apartment management was loath to do anything about it.
Pictures to follow once things get settled.
Woah, this is some LJ-quality drama right here. The whole saga:
and
