He put off moving out until tomorrow...go figure 

     This should not surprise me.  First he said that he would move out Monday while I was at work.  Then, he told me Friday was better for him.  This morning he told me that he volunteered to work tonight(he works night shift) and will move his stuff out tomorrow.  His stuff is packed and he already took one carload of things to the new place.  I know that he will do it, but when the plan keeps changing, I get anxious. 

     In some ways, this delay has worked out for me.  I am off on Thursdays and Fridays, so I had use of the car all day yesterday.  It's his car, so he will take it with him when he goes and I will be back to the bus or walking everywhere.  Fine by me.  That's why I insisted on moving to an apartment that is walking distance from my job.  Still, it was nice to be able to drive to the supermarket one more time, knowing I would not have to lug everything to the bus stop. 

     The funniest thing I did yesterday was get a television for my Mom.  This is something I have wanted to do for weeks.  I mentioned to one of the guys at work that I wanted to find a tv for her.  He offered to sell me his for $50.  Apparently, like everyone but me, he just had to have a flat-screen tv, so he has a perfectly good television sitting in his closet.  I mentioned this to a female friend and she told me that she and her husband recently bought a flat-screen and they would sell me theirs for $50.  Their tv is bigger and snazzier, so I said sure.  They told me I should bring someone with me to help me carry it.

     So, I brought a guy friend with me, driving D's car.  The darn thing was too big to even load it into the car.  We tried going through the back seat.  Nope.  The trunk?  Too big(it's 32").  Her husband very sweetly drove it over to my place in his truck and the guys brought it into my apartment, which is on the first floor.  I realized that there was no way I was going to be able to get that thing up to my Mom's third-floor apartment.  So...enter plan B.  I asked D if I could give my Mom his tv, since he was planning on leaving it behind for me to use anyway.  He said O.K.  We brought her the 21" tv and the stand that it was on and she is just delighted.  Phew!  

     A few days ago I told another guy friend that I was trying to get Mom a tv and he offered to give me his.  He bought a flat-screen recently, so the old one sits in a closet.  Come to think of it, of the three, he is the only one who would not take money for it.  I think he likes me, but that's a whole other story...  I thanked him, but I had already made the arrangements to pick up the monster that currently sits on my living room floor.  I am going to love watching hockey on that thing.  D must be green with envy!