I now have the most intimate relationship with my iron. Phenomenal, right? I despise ironing clothes and yet this is what I have chosen to do for the foreseeable future. What was I thinking? Thankfully, I had the sense to purchase one on Sunday before scrambling around on Monday prior to work. I knew that I would need one at some point in the relocation process. I just didn't realize that I would be ironing/re-ironing my clothes, daily. I am not thrilled about this aspect. I doubt it will change. I don't see myself waking up one day and being happy to iron. It will remain a necessary chore.
Not to mention, I need to ensure that the clothes are clean, presentable, pressed prior to arriving at work. Yesterday, I schlepped my clothes to a nearby laundry mat. That, too, was a challenge. Not a huge fan of doing my clothes in this venue. I was inspired to purchase more french blue button down shirts and find a service to clean my shirts. I remember when Brian took all of his clothes to this little lady to clean. I thought it was such a waste of money. Now, I am realizing how genius it is. I mean, my time is money and having to schlep clothes, hang out while they are washing/drying, and fold them takes time. Time that I could be doing something more useful to me.
For example, furniture shopping. I want to find the perfect wine cabinet to house some wines and also provide a more lived in look than I have strived for in the past. Dare I say it? I am ready to be an adult and establish some sort of roots. Roots to me, equates to material things. Things that I will want to take with me when I opt to relocate again.
I checked out a few spots and hope to do more investigating tomorrow and the weekend. I am considering a trip to ABQ to furniture shop, hit Macy's and see my friend, Jennifer, if she is available. I have the weekend off and I want to take advantage of it. I thought about going to Ojo, Denver or hiking. Then, after shopping for this french blue shirt the last few days, I realized that I should take care of that before I take off to see friends. I can go to Denver whenever I want to now. I am closer, it is spring (no snow to contend with) and something that I will do fairly often. I miss my friends.
I must conclude this for now. I need to head into training and inventory later. Joyful times, for sure...