A Hard Man is Good to Find

First off, all of you thinking dirty things, get your minds out of the gutter. That is certainly not what I meant. Lol. I know you're thinking it too, because I had a mental "That's what she said..." when I thought of this title. Second, as many of you know, whenever Marvel and I go somewhere we end up having some pretty serious adventures. Despite the fact that I now live in New York, the past two days with my mom have been no less adventuresome. I present the misadventures of Ms. Marvel and her main man, Ms. Epiphany.
–That's "man" as in sidekick. I didn't want to throw off the alliteration. –

I moved into my new apartment (YAYAYAYAYAY!!!!) on Sunday/Monday following the riotous performance of Creative Outlet Dance Theatre's Prize at the Gala of International Dance Stars in Cincinnati, OH. The trek from landing at JFK at 5:10 PM to the time I finally got back to my apartment at 8:30 PM took twice as long as the entire flight from Cincinnati to New York.  I came straight back to my new but empty apartment. And I was hungry. Mother dearest, arrived shortly after and we had an excellent dinner at some Spanish-American restaurant around the corner. It was midnight. Marvel spent a little time dancing with Sunshine.

Good Times.

By the time we finally went to sleep around 2 AM on the hard wood floor in my room one would think I would sleep soundly. Not the case. And surprisingly, not because of the uncomfortable wooden floor. P.S. I later found out that the unidentified thing in my hall closet was in fact, a queen sized air mattress... =( Epic Fail.

Monday morning dawned bright and early for me at 6 AM. I woke up roughly every 15 minutes until 7:30. Which is when I decided to do something productive and go get some things from the old apartment to assist in the moving process. After getting back home, *insert beaming smiley face here* I spent a rather uneventful morning waiting for installations and deliveries by seriously cleaning.

How the day should have gone:
8-10:30 - Optimum Cable/ Internet installation
10-11 IKEA delivery
11-1 - Building some furniture
1:15-2 - Get rental car and go to storage unit
2-3:30 Load car and return to BK with stuff
3:30 - Meet Derek, Cara, and Amber to move stuff from storage
4 Take Derek to meet Patrick at old apartment to load bed and miscellaneous 
6:30 Back at the apartment done unloading things. Preparing to stop for dinner
7 Leaving for dinner with Jamel, Bahiyah and Soleil
10 PM - Coming back to BK

=)

How the day actually went:
8-11:15 Cleaning with Mom because Optimum guy isn't here yet
11:15-12:30 Optimum Installation / Marvel makes work calls
12:30-1:45 More cleaning waiting for IKEA / Marvel makes more work calls
2 - 2:45 IKEA delivery. Missing the Midbeam for my bed- that's a very important part...
2:45 Watch True Blood waiting for Derek and Marvel (Don't finish)
3:45 Leave with Derek and Mom for Avis at 2111 Atlantic Avenue
4 PM Get to 2111 Atlantic Avenue to find out the Avis is actually 211 Atlantic Avenue
5 - 5:30 Get to Avis- dilly dally with problematic cards etc.
5:30 - 7 Go to Storage (easiest part of the day) Move out. Drive back to Brooklyn.
7 - 7:10 Derek carries all the heavy things up my 5 floor walk up =) He's strong. It was handy. Hence, (yeah...hence!) a hard man is good to find.
8 PM - 2 AM dinner with Jamel. In Garrison.
2:15 to 3:05 AM Fight with Mattress and box spring at Patrick's apartment
4 AM - 5 AM start my bed.
5 AM Marvel makes me go to bed. LOL!

It. Was. Awful.

I particularly enjoyed spending 2 hours trekking to East Bufu, Brooklyn only to find that we just needed to go to Borough Hall. And the especially long drive to and from Garrison, NY. Because the 6 hour field trip was exactly what I needed just then...  I feel like I must inform you that when I'm flustered and/or tired, my patience is all of 90 seconds. And has been for the past 20 years and 9 months. Good thing she loves me, because my poor mother received the raw end of my frustrations.

Regardless of the tribulations that first day, many thanks go out to my mommy and one, Mr. Derek Lipscomb, for their time, effort and hard bodies in helping to facilitate my move. Without Derek I'm afraid to say I probably would have fainted and then fallen down the 5 flights of steps. Without Marvel, I would have castigated some unfortunate person.

I wish I had before, middle and after pictures- but alas we can't have all that we want. I do however, have the first picture of my mostly complete room taken last night after i finished putting all the furniture together.

Before. Duh!

After. Shut Up! I know I need to make up my bed...And my sheets don't fit. Embrace it. I have.

The strain I've put my body through in this moving process has not helped my injured toe and I have a very sore muscle in my forearm. That being said, I realize that "A good man is hard to find" but when moving I believe a Hard Man is Good to Find. In absolutely every way that you can possibly think *wink wink*

The rest is still UNwritten