Day two of the big move is done. I have decided to sleep in my old room one last time. Tomorrow we will bring the computer and my last stuff out to the appartment. And then I will move officially in. Even without drapes.

Speaking of drapes, I went to the drape shop today. With my mother. It was a nice place. The minute we stepped in through the door, the owner came and greeted us and helped us out. He seemed like a real oldtimesy kinda shopkeeper who cares about his metier and his customers. It was a nice experience. Apart from the fact that I can’t get my drapes until the end of next week. Custom sown and all. When he heard that I was living on the ground floor he said “oh yeah, that’s annoying without drapes”. Yup. But he suggested that I put boxes up in the windows or something like that. I have done that a bit, and also a blanket supported by big soda bottles. It’s okay, temporarily at least.

I also got my shower curtain, so that’s good. One thing to cross off the list. I have a notepad and every now and then I’ll think of something I need for the appartment and write it down. It’ll probably be a while before I have everything I need. I’ll get it all little by little.

After the drape shop I went to the supermarket to get some things. Tootbrush and paste. Also I wanted to see what I could do about plates. I have spoons and forks and knives and more spoons, but I had no plates. I figured I’d get some disposable ones. Use those until I found a good deal on some real ones. Fortunately that good deal came right up. A box full of plates of varying sizes and some bowls and cups. 100 kroners. Down from 350 or so. Excellent deal. So I snapped that right up. And crossed plates off my list.

Then I went home. To the old home. Relaxed a little and had some lunch. And then I gathered some things in a shopping kart we had standing around. And pulled that over to my new appartment. Actually, my dad helped. He seemed to think that I couldn’t handle a shopping kart full of stuff by myself. Maybe he was afraid I’d get mugged. Anyway, he helped me on my way. Nice of him. In fact my whole family has been extremely nice and helpful. And I appreciate that a whole lot. I have had my differences with them, I still have issues and stuff from the past to deal with. But the support and help they’re giving me now, it makes me feel like they really care about me. And that’s a very good feeling.

I don’t know if I could do all this without them. Moving is hard! Psychologically too. I am beat and tired and my legs sore and I just want the dust to settle and everyday life to kick in.

The first thing I did when my dad left the appartment was to put together a floor ventilator. My old friend, fresh air. I had actually bought it long ago. Before I knew I was getting the appartment. I had meant to put it in my old room, to replace a smaller model. But I never got around to it. And then figured it’d go well with my new place. And well it did go. It’s not unbearably hot these days, but I still need the breeze. I can’t breathe in still air. So I put that together. Using one of my kitchen knives to unscrew and screw screws. Noted down on my notepad that I need to buy a screwdriver as well. Then I lied down on the bed and rested. Relaxed. Stared at the ceiling. The same odd feeling. A bare room. Strange and unfamiliar. And yet my new home, all mine. So much promise. So foreign, but so much potential.

Then I read. My REM book. I have finished the angel book and the Kaufman book. I am happy about that. My reading mood continues. I like the idea of sitting in my very own appartment and reading my books. I hope I can keep it going once the computer and TV arrives. Oh the temptation of easy entertainment.

Then I started unpacking some of my boxes. I stacked books and DVDs and video tapes and CDs up against a wall. It’s kind of hard to unpack when there is no furniture at all. Nowhere to put anything. Hah. But it’s a start.

Now, in not so long, I’m going to go sleep in my old bed for the last time. My old room is almost stripped. Nothing left. That is almost as odd, if not even more so, than the stripped new appartment. A little limbo, my past erased and my future open. A new beginning. A fresh start. YOU ARE THE WIIIND BENEATH MY WIIIINGS. Sorry, I got carried away.

So tomorrow I’m going furniture shopping. Then Oluf will come and help us move the last stuff, including my computer. And then I’m there. In my appartment. For keeps. Fingers crossed, my next update should be made from there.

I feel like I’m the center of the universe. Somehow.

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