So today I went to the bank. Which turned out to be a waste of time, since I needed to have an appointment to discuss the budget account and payservice stuff. But now I have an appointment for next Tuesday at least.

I also went to stock up on my new favourite icecreamies, the liquorice Super Flyers. But of course there were none left in the store. So the whole trip would have been one big waste of time. If it wasn’t for the goats. Visiting them is never a waste of time. And they don’t seem to hold a grudge against me even though I have been neglecting them a little in this whole appartment conquest. It was nice to sit down and clear my mind again. Empty out all the stress and worries. And just mellow out with my three favourite funsters.

Later on I went to Bazar Vest to look for Super Flyers. Bazar Vest is the big multi-cultural marketplace in the neighbourhood. I did not find any Super Flyers. But I did run into an old friend. Cafer. Most of you probably don’t even know him. Unless you’re old-old-skool. He’s all the way back from when I was working at the Barn. If any of you remember that. Around the time when I started getting back out into the workforce and so on. I was supposed to work in their computer room, but that didn’t really work out. Instead I ended up doing handyman duties and working with Cafer. The proud Turk. It was nice seeing him again. I had actually wondered if I’d run into him sometime, now that I’m living in this area. We stopped and talked a little bit. He was wearing sunglasses and a big smile. He’s a good guy. And he’s applying for early retirement too. For physical reasons mostly I think. I hope he’ll get it. He was a nice guy to work with back then. The Barn is right up next to Bazar Best, 5-10 minutes walk from my appartment. I have been thinking about going up there some time. See how the place is. I wonder if any of the old people are still working there. I know Peter Computerguy stopped at the same time I did. Then there were Karen and Anker. But they were both quite old, somehow I’d be surprised if they still work there. Especially Anker. He was frail and not doing that good around the time I left. I’d imagine Bent is still running the place, though. I’m sure he’d be happy to offer me a cuppa coffee and talk about old times. It’s a sort of community center thing, so dropping in isn’t a problem. Maybe I’ll try it sometime.

Anyway, that was quite a trip down memory lane. For reference: Anker and Cafer. Back in the day. That was right after the Barn was painted. Man, those walls are white!

Tomorrow I’m going back for dinner at the old house. I have to help my dad with some computer stuff, so my mum asked if I wanted to eat there as well. I haven’t actually cooked a hot meal at the new appartment yet. Only today have I gotten pots and pans unpacked. So I have been eating bread. And some cold chicken wings. And Super Flyers. Hah. But it’ll be nice to eat at home, mostly for the socializing. You know me, always grabbing any chance of social interaction!

That’s all for today. Getting late. Last night was nice and quiet. I slept with earplugs and didn’t hear a noise. Now I wonder if it’s because the earplugs worked so amazingly or if it was just a quiet night outside. Who knows. I didn’t hear anything when I got up to use the bathroom though, so I think it was a combination of the two factors. To sleep nice is good, and to sleep good is nice.

Don’t let the bedbugsbite.

Aah, furniture! A welcome addition to any appartment, I’m sure you’ll agree. I certainly think so, as I’m sitting here typing this in my comfy chair.

So now I have a shelf and a table and some chairs and lamps. Very nice indeed. In hindsight maybe I should have gotten another shelf and another table. Plus one of the lamps have had its wire cut, so I’ll have to see if I can get that fixed. I might end up buying more stuff later on. But for now I’m happy with this. Now I can start unpacking everything and getting it all sorted. Hopefully it won’t be too long before the drapes get here.

Tomorrow I’m going to the bank to pay my intarwebz bill. I have to get a “budget” account set up and subscribe to the automatic payservice things so my bills get paid every month. Hopefully that will go well enough.

Last night was rather noisy. People talking loudly and shouting. And some music being played every now and then. I did not sleep very well. But now I have dug out my earplugs, hopefully that’ll help. If it’s another noisy night. I like the neighbourhood at daytime. Kids playing and sunshine and trees outside my window. But at night it’s less charming. It’s a low-status appartment complex and hearing loud teenagers outside at 4 am can be a little unnerving. I’m sure they’re just as scared of me as I am of them though. Mountain lions and tigers and teenagers, oh my.

I haven’t had much contact with my neighbours. On the right side (as you enter the building) there is this kindergarten or daycare. I’m not sure exactly what it is. It’s called Safiren. “The Sapphire”. Oh wait, one google later: Safiren. It’s in Danish, though. It’s a “Multi-cultural institution”. Children 0-6 years old. I haven’t actually seen their door open or heard any sound from in there at all. But I see them outside, in the green area between the blocks. Outside my window. There are some swings and benches and a sandbox and stuff. I haven’t had a closer look at it, but I see the kids out there playing and some adults supervising. I like it, kids playing and having fun. Much nicer than rowdy teenagers. So I’d count that as a good neighbour, even though they aren’t “real” neighbours. As in, they’re not a family living next door. I wonder if the place is empty at night. I guess so. I can see on the site that they close around 5 pm. So that’s actually quite nice as well. One of the things I dreaded about living in an appartment block was having people all around me, in their appartments on all sides. But since I’m on the ground floor there is no one beneath me. And since the kids spend most of their time outside it’s almost like there is no one on my right side. And when it comes to noise, I can’t actually hear anything from above or the left. The noise I hear is from the outside. So that part of my fear has been debunked I guess. I thought I would go around and be paranoid about the others hearing me and such. But I hardly ever think about that. It’s my little world here.

The neighbours on my left seem to be an immigrant family. I have only briefly said hi to one woman, the mother I assume. Apart from that I haven’t seen them. But I did actually walk into their appartment on the first day! Whoops. Good thing they didn’t see me. What a first impression to make, breaking and entering. Except their door wasn’t locked so it was only entering. It was when we were moving stuff. I hadn’t gotten my bearings yet and I thought I was opening the door downstairs, the one that leads into the hall and outside the building. I didn’t realize that I hadn’t actually walked down the stairs so I wasn’t in the basement part of the building, I was still on the ground/first floor. So the door I opened was the door to my neighbours’ appartment. Of course I immediately knew something was wrong and I sort of mumbled “sorry” and closed the door. And no one saw me. So no disaster. I’m not sure exactly how much people socialize here, so I don’t know how neighbourly we’ll get. But I’ll see. At least they don’t seem dangerous. That’s a good thing.

That’s all for today. It’s nice to be able to use the computer properly again. And what a lovely comfy chair this is.

Nobody expects the Spanish inqui