Helpful Neighbors

New Furniture

So I got my new computer desk and chest of drawers today. They're still in their boxes in the living room, waiting to be assembled sometime in the near future. I can probly handle most of the assembly myself, but a li'l help is always handy. I'll see how much I can get done... attaching the top part of the desk to the bottom part will probly be the stickiest part. Mom has volunteered to be of assistance, but she's caught herself a cold and doesn't have the most strength or energy at the moment.

Cruisin Wal-Mart with Mom

Plus, I still need to get rid of the two old desks before I can get the new one in here... we didn't get around to that today. With Mom bein puny, we figured we at least needed to get to Wal-Mart before she zonked out. We ended up wandering around the store (Mom avoids the Super Wal-Mart cuz of the crowds, so doesn't get to snoop around the place much) and we both picked up some miscellaneous bedding... she just wanted a comforter to wrap up in the living room while watching tv, and I got a whole new bed set. I still need to figure out how I'm gonna protect it from puke... I'm thinkin clear plastic coverings.

Big-Ass Boxes

Amway, then we had to get some help from a coupla big strong Wal-Mart employees to drag out the HUGE computer desk box (which, coincidentally was the third box down cuz the two on top were damaged, so they had to drag out all three... I felt bad for that, but I REALLY have no wish to drag it back to the store if I'd discovered any damaged parts after getting it home) and the equally heavy drawers, get em loaded onto one of their big long carts and out to the truck.

Now, since Pop was at work, and Mom has a carpel tunnel issue with one of her wrists, the sticky part was gettin the boxes OUT of the truck once we got to the apartment. Mom brought her sturdy furniture dolly, so getting it through the parking lot, through the complex front doors, and into the apartment was no big deal... but she couldn't help me lift them to get them onto the dolly. So I asked a neighbor.

Asking for Help

I really don't know any of my neighbors well. I know this is my own fault for being anti-social. But I HAVE met a couple... during The Great Canine Rescue last month. The chick who went door-to-door with me looking for li'l Taco Maria's home, is a dinky li'l thing who probly wouldn't appreciate my asking her to lift some heavy boxes. The other neighbor who contributed to the rescue effort was Parker's dad... Parker's the enthusiastic li'l dog that moved in this Summer and brought fleas to the apartment complex (which seems to be under control now, btw, so all's forgiven).

So it was to Parker's dad that I knocked on the door for help. They took a while getting to the door cuz Parker had just had a bath... So I got to meet an enthusiastic and WET li'l dog at the door. lol But the dood was really nice (again) and was very gracious about helping out. Of course, I know folks sometimes don't feel like they have much choice... unless they want to seem like an asshole for saying "no" to somebody asking for help, but he didn't have to answer the door so I didn't totally twist his arm. :)

Duh

Of course, I didn't realize until later that my social ineptitude caused my brain to hiccup and totally forget to do the polite thing of introducing him to my mom. I did the same thing in Santa Maria when I finally saw my tat artist for the first time in 10 years... totally forgot to introduce her to Radish and Halloween Nut. *smackin forehead* So I'm a doof.

But then, I also don't even know my neighbor's name. I know his dog's name, but not his... lol But that's typical, I suppose... I tend to pay attention more to animals than people. I suppose today would have been an excellent opportunity to LEARN the doods, name... but oh well. I'd like to do something for him in return for his help... mebbe bake something up. I can perhaps remember to ask his name then... lol He really does seem like a nice enough guy.

I also wanna ask him about where Parker got her name... doesn't usually sound like a female type name. But just today I remembered the female character from the show The Pretender... whom everybody called "Miss Parker"... and to some she was simply "Parker". I'll have to ask him if he was a Pretender fan. *grin*

The Rest of the Day

Amway, we dropped off the boxes, then went right back out to eat. I’d only had a Slimfast all day, and Mom hadn’t eaten much since one is rarely hungry when one is puny. By that time it was 3:00, though, and we were both needing food. So we stopped by KFC, and pretty much lost our wind while sitting down to eat. We decided that that was the extent of our agenda for the day and headed back to her place to chill until Pop got home and we could watch a movie. Mom had 3 new ones in from Netflix… Van Helsing, Second Hand Lions, and The Candidate.

I’d already seen Van Helsing in San Diego with H.N. and the Witch… but I liked it well enough to want to see it again, so that’s what we watched tonight. Then, of course, had to check out all the extra stuff, and by time we got done with everything it was 9:30 and I still needed to get home, blog and sit with my cat.

Tomorrow

So here I am. Here’s hoping I can get online tomorrow in order to post something. I’d do it first thing in the morning, but I doubt I’ll have anything new to say between now and then. But I’m gonna have to disconnect the computer to clear off the old desk and move it. I COULD possibly have the new one put together and my computer hooked back up by the end of the day, but I’m kinda doubting it. So I may have to backpost on Monday. Or type on the floor. *grin*

Until then… g’night.