Well, it took almost a full month, but I'm more or less unpacked now. I've still got to sort out the storage room and do a bit more organizing in the den, but I'm no longer eating takeout every night, and that's what's important. It's still taking some time getting used to the noise downtown. Hopefully that doesn't take too long to adjust.

Work... goes. It's one of those "the more things change the more they stay the same" type things and I'll just leave it at that. I've started working weekends again. I'm not really in the regular rotation so I've just been filling in for people here and there. I'm going to have to stop doing that for a couple of weekends so I can have some time off.

My Riders lost the Grey Cup. I'm disappointed in the outcome - especially with how it ended - but in the grand scheme of things I think that they exceeded everybody's expectations for both the season and the big game itself, so I can't complain too much. I'm more annoyed by the people at my office that were cheering for "anybody but Saskatchewan" and then complaining that Saskatchewan fans are arrogant.

House is officially sold. Mortgage is paid off and all that jazz. After all fees were paid I made a grand total of about $136 on it. Definitely could have been worse. The fact that the company is supposed to reimburse me for a chunk of those fees helps as well.

Oh crap. Now that everything's calmed down I've realized that Christmas season's started.

Goddammit.

I sat down on my bed this morning to put on my socks, and the bed collapsed. The frame itself held together, but some of the slats and crossrails (it doesn't use a box spring) gave out. Since my apartment doesn't actually have lights in the bedroom and I haven't been able to find where my lamps were packed yet, I'll have to wait until I get home tonight to find out what the damage is and if I'm sleeping at my parents' place tonight.

When did I acquire so much crap?

Seriously. Everything's been moved up to my new apartment and there's probably a grand total of 50 square feet in my place for the time being. I knew that I had bought a fair amount of stuff down south and had enough space at the time that it wouldn't be noticeable, but right now I'm wondering how long it'll be before I can actually use my kitchen.

The renovations weren't quite finished when I moved in on Tuesday, and the building manager had her handyman over last night trying to replace part of my bathroom sink. Somehow he managed to turn the wrong valve and dumped around 10 gallons of water on my floor before he could shut it off again. I'm definitely glad that I got water damage coverage with my insurance package.

On the plus side, my couch looks really good with the new paint and carpet, I have my own bed to sleep in, my entertainment center is set up to help prevent me from chucking stuff off the balcony in frustration, and I have internet in my home for the first time in nearly 3 years.

Also, there's a great coffee shop on the ground floor of my building. Seriously. Great coffee that's not roasted to the point of near charcoal, AND free homemade muffins with any coffee from 6 - 10 am? Somebody explain to me how the hell is the Starbucks across the street still open?