I haven’t blogged for a couple of days: no time. It’s been busy. I’ll parcel out the story over a few posts.
On Sunday, we went to a local mall. This is the sort of thing that calms Kat down, and wears me out. After, we went by a Winners-like place or two on the way home and got a bunch of kitchen stuff.
Monday was our day to move in to the new place. We weren’t going to get in until the afternoon, so Kat worked in the morning and I drove around Carrboro to try to figure out where stuff was.
In particular, I was looking for a good grocery store. The only one I could find near our house was the Weaver Street Market. Vancouver types can think of Famous Foods–very granola-hippy-earth-loving. Lots of all-natural stuff that the biologists we met assured us we’d love. But sometimes, you just want to buy paper-towels without feeling like you’re personally responsible for ruining the planet.
After some effort, I found a Harris Teeter about the same distance from the apartment. It’s a nice, regular grocery store, maybe like a Save-On-Foods. I was pleased: I wasn’t going to be leaving Kat in a place without accessible groceries.
The people still weren’t out of the apartment, so I picked up Kat and we went shopping. We went to a Target (think: one step up from Walmart) about 30 minutes away. The goal was to get cleaning stuff, the last kitchen stuff, fans, and all the other stuff you can’t live without. Because we were buying so much, we signed up for a Target card and got 10% off. Nice.
Then, things started to turn…