This morning, my first duty was to purchase some boxes for the big move happening this weekend. Trying to be independently resourceful, I researched a box supplier (with a little help from Gabe). I found one that said the branch was located downtown. Perfect! I work downtown! Man, I am so LA.
Not. So, I ended up somewhere south of downtown that was not exactly a place I would care to spend a lot of time. Not dangerous, but not anywhere I would ever consider living. But the box place was in the one nice building I would definitely go in. It looked clean and well-kept. And let's face it, I probably wasn't going to be able to figure out where to find a box place anywhere near wherever I was. GPS is both saving my butt and putting me in awkward positions.
Highlight of this trip: Having to wait for two chihuahuas to independently walk across the street in a crosswalk. So smart!
I got the boxes and some box tape. Now to figure out how to get to work from where I was. GPS Lady to the rescue! Sort of. I'm not bothered so much by the time I have to spend in the car, but more about the intensity of other drivers. It is a whole different breed here, and if you don't know you're stuff, you're chop liver.
Because of the aggressiveness of LA drivers, I hate making left turns without a turn lane. I don't want to keep the people behind me waiting and feel the pressure of them watching me mess up. "Oh, look at this stupid broad from Illinois. What an idiot!" I just hate looking dumb. So, even though GPS Lady was telling me to turn left and get back on the 10, I ignored her. I was a rebel....until she rerouted and told me the next left turn I could take. She's just too smart for me.
I drove through the Fashion District and made it to the parking garage by 9:45. I think that's pretty good for leaving at 9am and stopping for boxes, don't ya think?
Today was focused on getting prepped for the big move tomorrow morning. I've never felt so unprepared for a move. I'm a planner. I love a good plan. Gabe keeps telling me you can't always plan things out when you're here. Why is he always so right?
Nothing was really ready for this move, including the movers, who came at 1 to give us a iquote. To us, it seemed like a pretty easy, short move. He wasn't as optimistic. idk. I'm sending positive thoughts out there that tomorrow will go smoothly and quickly. We did make a couple trips with small stuff at the end of work tonight, so maybe we shaved off a good amount of work for tomorrow.
I forgot to mention that I will be helping with the move at 8am. That's right. I'm so dedicated on week one that I'll be in at 8am on a Saturday! I'm actually really excited about it. I like being involved in things and this is very important for the business, so I want to be able to make sure everything happens that needs to happen. After all, that is my basic job description.
This move has been a really great crash course in learning how to deal with things that go wrong at the last minute. With this job, I have to accept that things aren't always going to go the way I want them to or think they will. There have been a few bumps in the road, but with the help of the girl who is training me, we have been pretty successful at smoothing them out.
Tomorrow, my personal reward for helping with the move will be a pumpkin spice latte. It's here! Finally!
Regardless of having to work tomorrow morning, I'm still super excited it's the weekend! AND CARDS GAME ON SUNDAY!!
*I promise to take more pics as time goes on. I'm just so focused on actually making it to work without ending up in the valley that I lose track of appreciating where I am. I'll get better! :)
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