Where there’s smoke, there might be a firesale.
Published by Kyso Kisaen May 17th, 2008 in MovingHi all. Once again I’m sorry for the lack of awesome postage from me. Expect me to be mostly absent for the rest of the summer. I finished my classwork this spring, and start real thesis work in the fall. This summer I’ll be in Europe doing random science type things and hopefully not being too much of a moron. I also have my sister’s wedding to be in, then to top it all off my landlord forgot to call us and ask if we were leaving before he rented our place to someone else. Thanks, dude.
I found a new place without much trouble, and am trying to convince my roommate to rent the apartment next to it. It’s a great apartment in many ways, but it is significantly smaller than the luxurious country estate I currently live in. When I leave my half of the duplex, I leave a dishwasher, washer/dryer, large living and bedrooms, and a garage. It’s the washer/dryer loss that hurts the most; anyone who has ever gone from laundromat to having their own set and then had to go back understands my anguish.
So I’m scaling down. I have some furniture that can go, a few boxes of things to donate to goodwill, some lamps that can be given to next year’s incoming international students, and so on. My big decision is couch related: back when we moved in, ex-fiance was still fiance and our first purchase as a hopeful young couple was the finest leather livingroom set at Value City Furniture. The relationship ended with him having no claim on these suckers whatsoever, which was a non-issue since neither of us moved and were therefore not fighting over them. There’s no reason not to keep them, other than they are big and my new place is small. I might try to sell them and buy smaller, cheaper furniture but then again anyone who can afford them could probably go out and get new couches. I guess I’ll slap them up on craigslist when I get back and let fate decide.
If anyone wants a copy of Kamy Wicoff’s I Do But I Don’t, email kyso.kisaen@gmail.com. First responder gets it free. This could be merely the first of several offers of free stuff between now and the end of July, so stay tuned.
It sucks that you’re not going to be around much. I miss spitting soda on my keyboard.