Good-bye Storage Unit

Today was moving day part two. I managed to get all of my stuff out of my storage unit by carrying it or granny carting it three long blocks. It took about four hours and I have a few bruises and broken nails. Note to self: Always cut nails before moving. 

I planned on riding my bike from the storage place to my apartment but I, being in a rush to empty my unit, forgot to put more air in my bike tires. Oh well. 

Moving wasn't my only big project of the day. I also had to pick up my bed frame from West Elm. This frame came in three awkward, heavy boxes. Needless to say, there was no way they would fit in my granny cart. So what is a city gal to do? Call an Uber! My UberXL SUV came and the driver was kind enough to help me load up the car with my boxes. When he dropped me off, I was a bit concerned about getting them from the street up to my apartment. Guess I packed on the muscle from my move because I was somehow able to get these boxes upstairs all by myself. As for putting the bed together... There are better thing to do on a Saturday night. Like laundry and drinking wine. It is seriously fun to do laundry here.