Remember Mark, who the EMT guys told him not to jump (out the window). When I was moving more of my stuff in, he was hanging out the window, talking to me. Not a big window like I have, but a smaller window. His apartment seems to only have to small windows. And they are positioned about 15 feet above the sidewalk. I am having a hard time guessing what position he was in when the EMT guys were here, it looks pretty hard to jump out those windows. Or to make it look to a bystander that you might be thinking about jumping out the window. I suppose another reason the EMT guys left is because if he did jump, he would only fall 15 feet. Break a bone maybe, and then they could take him to the hospital for real.
I finally have a table and the food from my old house. The area rug that I got for my old place, doesn't match the new place, so I rolled it up and brought it downstairs and put a free sign on it. Even drew a smiley face. I got the table top into the apartment. I thought that the legs to the table would be safe - across the room from the rug with the free sticker on it. One last run to the car and I came back and a guy was checking out my rug. And he had one table leg in his hand. Was he planning on taking just one table leg? Ummm.... you can have the rug, but the table legs are for the table I have upstairs..... Find out he is my loud TV neighbor.
My table now stands in front of one of those big windows and FuFu and Teala's cage fits neatly underneath.
I also bought a shower curtain rod. Didn't want to go to the gym just to exercise so I had the excuse of using their gym. And I got some contact paper. This will go under the condom pile sink. I think that contact paper will probably keep biohazards away from things like my extra soap and toilet paper.
Hopefully my mover isn't still broken tomorrow - I want to grab my bed. Sleeping on the floor is fun and all. But I am feeling pretty fancy here with a table, can't let one room have all the good stuff.
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