Movin' Out
The first week in Ohio is over. We survived. But, honestly, there were a few moments that felt like just barely.
We went shopping for the first time at a store that was recommended to us as being "so inexpensive" and let me tell you, it was not. So inexpensive for a middle aged woman with an established household is very different than so inexpensive for three young people who don't yet have an income.
We started the process of getting out mailing address set up, and oh my goodness, it's apparently a week long process. In the meantime, parents and employers breathe down our necks asking why we don't know our own mailing address. It's complicated, okay? And we don't know how to do this apartment thing.
We bought a lot of cheap furniture that wasn't cheap enough.
We have done so many loads of laundry, and found that half of the washers and driers don't work. No worries though. Unlike the rest of the residents, I am willing to call the number posted in the laundry room and request a repair. I will be the guardian of working machines.
We discovered what all of our lightswitches do.
We've worked out a dishes routine.
I visited a church.
We've visited every thrift store in the city, it seems.
We've paid our first month's rent and our first electric bill.
Flower Child starts work tomorrow. Sweaters is still looking. I start orientation on the 14th.
The number one thing I wasn't quite prepared for was how having no money, the stress of a new location, and a completely unpacked apartment puts everyone on edge. There have been fights, there have been tears. But we're making it. We are surviving. We're enjoying the pool and have even used the work out facilities, so really we're reaching above and beyond expectations.
There's a few more things to conquer, like the bus system (which absolutely terrifies me), but I'm sure we can get there. Because we are adults and that's what adults do.
We went shopping for the first time at a store that was recommended to us as being "so inexpensive" and let me tell you, it was not. So inexpensive for a middle aged woman with an established household is very different than so inexpensive for three young people who don't yet have an income.
We started the process of getting out mailing address set up, and oh my goodness, it's apparently a week long process. In the meantime, parents and employers breathe down our necks asking why we don't know our own mailing address. It's complicated, okay? And we don't know how to do this apartment thing.
We bought a lot of cheap furniture that wasn't cheap enough.
We have done so many loads of laundry, and found that half of the washers and driers don't work. No worries though. Unlike the rest of the residents, I am willing to call the number posted in the laundry room and request a repair. I will be the guardian of working machines.
We discovered what all of our lightswitches do.
We've worked out a dishes routine.
I visited a church.
We've visited every thrift store in the city, it seems.
We've paid our first month's rent and our first electric bill.
Flower Child starts work tomorrow. Sweaters is still looking. I start orientation on the 14th.
The number one thing I wasn't quite prepared for was how having no money, the stress of a new location, and a completely unpacked apartment puts everyone on edge. There have been fights, there have been tears. But we're making it. We are surviving. We're enjoying the pool and have even used the work out facilities, so really we're reaching above and beyond expectations.
There's a few more things to conquer, like the bus system (which absolutely terrifies me), but I'm sure we can get there. Because we are adults and that's what adults do.
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