On Sept. 25th my relocube arrived. When I opened it my life in Houston almost came to an end.
The jostling of the long journey, from California, moved things around a bit and several containers threatened to fall on my head!
Bracing a few up, with my back and shoulders, I lowered others to the ground. Using my dolly, and the elevator in my building, it took just 2 days to unload. Only 3 items were left for the third day because some visitor ignored the sign I’d put on the cube door, asking people not to block it (There were plenty of other spaces to choose from).
A larger picture frame with copies of some of my proudest blogging efforts, was damaged and would need to be replaced (Done, though I need to re-print out my posts.)
I put a polite note on the miscreants driver door handle, asking them to next time please read the note. The next morning the car was closer to the cube, and I was not able to remove the last items until the cube was picked up later in the day.
I only learned later that I might have been able to position the cube in a different way and still remain in the parking space.
By the time I had unpacked and stored everything away, I was left with 11 boxes of books and 3 other boxes with pictures, genealogy stuff and odds and ends.
Furniture-wise, my bed, small folding table and large folding table for my computer and printer would, as soon as I was able, be joined by chairs and bookcases. I had to toss in the dumpster the cats favorite tower due to lack of space and found it was claimed by someone the next morning.
My apartment has a spacious living room, bedroom and walk-in closet (actually a room in itself!), the kitchen has a fridge dishwasher electric stove/oven, and plenty of shelf and pantry space to play with, though my kitchen toys took up more space than I expected.
It took me a few days to learn how to use the air conditioner/thermostat and I have, at long last, re-discovered the long lost joy of an evening soak and warm bath, in a tub, 20 minutes of reading a book or magazine included, something I did until I moved to my last apartment in 2005.
Growing up, when my sisters were in their teens, it annoyed them to no end that I spent so much time in the bathroom, hee, hee! :-D
The apartment complex I live in is large, with 2 pools, tennis court, volleyball court and outdoor community gathering area, with cushioned chairs and a BBQ. Many people have dogs they walk and others have cats that seem all to be indoors, except 1 that I have encountered so far.
It is an old complex, with some crack in the streets and sidewalks, and other issues, but it is very well maintained by a busy staff and grounds crew.
The neighborhood I live in has a mix of other gated complexes, and business parks, is near a freeway and I can easily, if I choose, walk the 2 to 3 miles to 2 shopping centers and back.
There are oil company offices, several banks I’ve never
heard of, a pair of medical colleges sharing a building, a foreign embassy, a
branch of the Fuller Theological Seminary, and the World Headquarters of the
Professional Tennis Association.
Oh, and there is a Target, 2 Randalls markets, a branch
library, a post office branch, a Community Center, a Petco and our new Vet,
among other things, in the area. :-D