Moving Party
I woke up today at 10 am and immediately sent a message to Dan saying i’d be there in a bit.
I was referring to moving Becca’s stuff to her new apartment. Whenever my friends and I move someone, we always have a good time. As long as there are some friends around, I’m going to have a ball. This was no different. Moving supplies with me with a vast array of “that’s what she said” moments. Things like “just ram it in there” and “it’s not going to fit” are simply the perfect setups.
Even better was the fact that none of the furniture was going to fit into the new apartment. This was kind of funny to me and Jordan, but Becca looked like she was going to fall apart. So we went with plan b- remove the window and lift up the large items through the second story, bedroom window. This was great when it came to things like the bed posts, but ridiculously challenging, frightening, and gravity defying when it comes to things like, oh you know, sofas and mattresses. Matt and I had to grab these items any which way we could and then yank them up. The couch was hands down the hardest; added complication through laughter didn’t help at all. The video will be on facebook later.
I cannot wait.
We were not alone in the move. The ugliest cat and dog ever were there as well. They were still fun as animals, and well behaved for the most part… just ugly. And as Matt’s dad used to say: Beauty is only skin deep, but ugly goes all the way to the bone. The cat was just odd to me. It was hairless and you could see through it when the sun hit it just right. Very odd indeed.
There was also a “wedge” which I’ll let you figure out the purpose for which it is made. Just think… angles.
Funnier still is when Becca’s house mate got back, Victoria, and joined us all for some post moving lunch. She is an interesting woman, evidenced by the various knick knacks around the place. She offered us some tea which she declared “would put hair on your chest.” I kindly suggested we give the cat some.
We also told her, because Becca was not there when she arrived, of all the funny things we could have said upon meeting her. As it stood, we simply introduced ourselves as the movers before she saw us, as to night frighten her. My plan was to let her see us and be confused, and I’d say “Awww dammit, now we’ve got to kill her.” I think that’d be pretty funny.
We chatter with her a while and then said farewell, and we all decided that we want to hang out with her again. She really is a fun lady.