yesterday as i was carrying two big 14-gallon tupperware bins full of kitchen stuff down the stairs, i thought i’d reached the bottom. unfortunately, i was wrong; there was one more step. i missed it, and as a result, wrenched my ankle something wicked. it was a truly becca-inspired moment (which i say only because i know it will make her go “hey!” in mock anger). anyway.
becca actually happened to be helping me move at the time, and peered through the cutout in the wall of my old apartment to inquire about my well-being, as i sat in a heap on the floor clutching my ankle. i replied that it wasn’t broken or anything (“oh good, you’re not going into shock,” she said, before disappearing back into the rest of the apartment), and then i got up and hobbled over to the new apartment. i moved a few more loads of stuff before realizing that my ankle did actually hurt, at which point i sat down and iced it.
i guess i didn’t ice it long enough, as later last night it swelled a bit, and is still swollen today. in fact, it has a nice throbbing/slightly numb feeling today. i think maybe i slightly sprained it. this does not bode well for rock climbing tonight. stupid ankle.
other than that, however, i’m almost done moving. i put off moving the hanging clothes from my closet last night after hurting the stupid ankle, so i have to either do that tonight, or recruit someone else to do it for me. then i have to move my computer. then pull the nails out of the wall, take down the curtain rods, take out the hooks in the bathroom, and rescue the ceiling fan light fixtures that i bought. maybe an hour of work, total. then everything will be out of the old place.
i am liking my new apartment ok. saturday night when everyone came over to watch “so i married an axe murderer” and the help me move, rich and stephanie both walked in and said something along the lines of “wow, this apartment is awesome!” ugh. that is not what a girl wants to hear when she is moving out of that apartment and into a smaller one. i was sad on saturday night. but yesterday went well, and as i start to get things settled and organized in the new place, i am finding that there are some things i like better. i miss the space of my old place, and the big window. but the power lines are farther away from the new place, and the balcony is slightly bigger, and more open, and thus more comfortable. i like the little study area i have set up in what is otherwise the dining room. and the kitchen in my new place is much more efficiently laid out, and i have actually have more cabinet space than i used to.
i didn’t officially work out this weekend, as in i didn’t run, or swim, or bike, or go to the exercise room. but with all the moving, and stair climbing, and lifting boxes, i think i managed. my arms and legs are a little sore today.
it was really hot this weekend.
lately i have realized a few nice things about having been in one place for more than a year now. it’s very calming to me to think that i have seen all the seasons change (insert sarcastic comment about how houston only has two seasons–hot and hotter). but seriously. it is nice to think that i moved here in the middle of the summer, watched the weather cool and the days darken as fall deepened into winter. i was sad at the lack of sunshine through december and january, and enjoyed watching the days get longer as spring approached. the weather got warmer, but may and june were pleasant, and even july wasn’t that bad. i didn’t find it uncomfortably hot until this month, and now, with september around the corner, i can look forward to cooling, and evenings on the balcony. fall is my favorite season, and it’s approaching again.
i dunno. that’s not a very good explanation, but last night as i was lying in bed, i decided that being in one place for more than a year wasn’t that bad after all.
