Closing Time
With apologies for my whining to anyone who's gone through it all before, moving is a total pain in the neck. I realized today that I've never "really" moved before, just from home to dorm room, and then to here, which is where I bought most of my stuff. I wish I didn't have to move again for a long time, but given the nature of my living arrangement in NYC (one room in someone's apartment while in grad school), it's inevitable.
I learned today that getting rid of used furniture is an almost Sisyphean enterprise. I had a perfectly fine La-Z-Boy recliner that I'd love to keep but just don't have room for. I put it on Craigslist, and got a few responses from people interested in it. I told them to call and set up a time to get it, but they never did. So then I tried to give it away to a friend, but she found she didn't have room for it.
So today I attempted to sell it back to the Amherst Trading Post, the pretty much literal hole in the wall where I got it. They said on the phone they'd it, so I drove all the way out there only to have the woman look at it and say "Oh, sorry, I'd only take it if it was in better condition." Never mind that it's in the same condition it was in when I bought it from them two years ago, their standards have apparently gone up since then.
She suggested I bring it to the Salvation Army, which I did, only to get surly attitude from the people who work there before they finally took it. All told, it took over two and half hours, just today, to give away a chair I'd have kept if at all possible. Don't get me started on disposing of old computers...
I've taken the last three weeks off from work, which seemed decadent before I did it, but I've just been working morning to night on stuff like this the whole time. Well, in between two Red Sox games (one Big Papi walkoff homer), Six Flags, two going-away gatherings, and my brother's band in concert in Boston. Okay, so it was a little decadent.
Anyway, enough of my moaning. Soon (Saturday afternoon) I'll be in New York, with no responsibilities until Aug. 31 except unpacking and exploring the Big Apple. Should be fun. Before long, I'll be able to concentrate on stressing out about readings and my thesis, while thinking about this Onion article.
I learned today that getting rid of used furniture is an almost Sisyphean enterprise. I had a perfectly fine La-Z-Boy recliner that I'd love to keep but just don't have room for. I put it on Craigslist, and got a few responses from people interested in it. I told them to call and set up a time to get it, but they never did. So then I tried to give it away to a friend, but she found she didn't have room for it.
So today I attempted to sell it back to the Amherst Trading Post, the pretty much literal hole in the wall where I got it. They said on the phone they'd it, so I drove all the way out there only to have the woman look at it and say "Oh, sorry, I'd only take it if it was in better condition." Never mind that it's in the same condition it was in when I bought it from them two years ago, their standards have apparently gone up since then.
She suggested I bring it to the Salvation Army, which I did, only to get surly attitude from the people who work there before they finally took it. All told, it took over two and half hours, just today, to give away a chair I'd have kept if at all possible. Don't get me started on disposing of old computers...
I've taken the last three weeks off from work, which seemed decadent before I did it, but I've just been working morning to night on stuff like this the whole time. Well, in between two Red Sox games (one Big Papi walkoff homer), Six Flags, two going-away gatherings, and my brother's band in concert in Boston. Okay, so it was a little decadent.
Anyway, enough of my moaning. Soon (Saturday afternoon) I'll be in New York, with no responsibilities until Aug. 31 except unpacking and exploring the Big Apple. Should be fun. Before long, I'll be able to concentrate on stressing out about readings and my thesis, while thinking about this Onion article.
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