I didn’t want to get up, but it seemed unlikely that I would get back to sleep, so I grudgingly ambled out of bed and plopped myself in front of the computer for a while.
Eventually I made my way to the bathroom, showered, got dressed, and went out into the world to do a little bit of shopping.
I decided to check out the Super Target, figuring that I’d do my grocery shopping while I was out picking up cleaning supplies and whatever else I felt like buying for the condo, but ended up not feeling up to the task of doing both.
I did spend $157 on…stuff. Things like fancy new soap and lotion dispensers and a toothbrush holder for the bathroom, an electronic stud finder, nails, a new broom, a new Swiffer thingamabob, and so forth.
My fancy new bathroom doo-dads
While I was pushing my cart around I wondered why the place was so busy at 9:30 in the morning. I mean, I was there because I’m a loner with nothing better to do who got up really early, but why was everyone else there? And given the number of school-age children who were there – with their mothers, so they weren’t just skipping out – I had to wonder if today was yet another in the seemingly endless number of school holidays in Northern Virginia.
One fat kid wasn’t going to let the fact that he wasn’t in school prevent him from getting in some studying, though, as he went around loudly and excitedly reading off the products listed on the various signs. “Storage Containers! Batteries! Brooms!” His excitement hit a crescendo, though, when he saw what is apparently the Holy Grail of department name signage, sounding like he would have been able to die happy as he shouted, “Look! Frozen Foods!”
At check out, as I watched the total soaring, the girl asked me if I’d like to save 10% and I had to admit that, in fact, I would like to save 10%, and soon I found myself filling out an application for a Target card, which I didn’t actually want.
Once I was finished filling out the application I was led by a girl named Destiny over to a different register where she processed my application. The “instant” approval process took three minutes, and at the end of it I still hadn’t gotten an answer one way or another – I got a slip explaining that I’d get an answer in 10 days, so I’m assuming what I’ll be getting is a letter explaining why I didn’t get approved, which is actually fine by me.
The most annoying part, though, was that I didn’t get 10% off on my purchase today, but instead I’ll get some sort of voucher in the mail.
On the way home I stopped by the sales office. When I got my keys after the closing last week I did not get the keys to my mailbox, so I had stopped in at the office to let them know that. I was told that a set would be made for me, and Daniela, the hot chick who my realtor and I had talked to the second time we’d come around to check out the condos here, but who dumped us off on the guy we’d originally talked to when it came time to write a contract, told me that she would call me when the keys were ready.
Internally, my response to that statement was – said in an imitation of Tim Meadows as “The Ladies Man” from Saturday Night Live – “Baby, you can call me whenever you like, you know what I’m saying?” which was very different from the slightly nasal, “Okay, thanks,” that served as my external response.
However, because she’s a woman and I’m Jon, Daniela never did call – the “Don’t Call Jon” law is in at least partial effect even for women who need to call me only in an official capacity – and so I thought I would stop by to see if the keys were ready, which they were, though Daniela was not there.
Not sure why they felt the need to give me three copies of the key, though.
Speaking of having multiples of things, my realtor stopped by yesterday evening to give me a housewarming gift, a really nice Cuisinart combo blender/food processor.
He was concerned that I might already have one. In fact, I do already have a blender and two food processors (though one is essentially just food chopper that can’t shred or grate or anything), but they’re all very cheap and not nearly as nice as the Cuisinart.
Besides, one of the drawbacks to the condo is that there really isn’t a lot of counter space in the kitchen, so having a device that combines the features of two devices is a definite plus.
While he was here he commented on one of the Britney Spears pictures I had hanging on my wall. It’s a picture I drew quite some time ago and was sufficiently pleased with to get printed as a poster at Zazzle.
At first he thought that I’d simply gotten a copy of the picture (a Rolling Stone cover from a few years back) printed out, not realizing that it was something I’d done by hand, and then he initially refused to believe me when I told him that it was.
(“Bullshit,” was his actual response)
The disputed picture
I then had to explain how I draw on the computer, bringing him into the bedroom to show him my graphics tablet and some of my various works.
He was suitably impressed and said that he would pay me for an original work – but not a picture of a woman.
I wasn’t aware that there was anything else worth painting.
In any case, once I got home from my morning of shopping I got to work using the stud finder so that I could hang up the wall mirror I have, filling up the soap and lotion dispensers, and going through the convoluted process of making use of the Brita water pitcher I bought.
Quite some time ago I bought a Pur water pitcher, but I got tired of having to fill it up all of the time so I eventually switched over to using a Brita faucet attachment.
However, my kitchen sink doesn’t have a faucet that I can attach it to (it’s one of those faucet that’s a combo faucet/sprayer), so I decided to start using the Pur pitcher again.
Unfortunately everywhere I went the only kind of Pur filters they sold were for faucet attachments, so today I had to buy a new pitcher. I bought one that’s quite a bit larger than the Pur had been, though, so I shouldn’t have to fill it quite so often.
After that I headed back out to have lunch at a Quizno’s, where there was apparently a convention of bald men meeting, and then I did my grocery shopping.
And that was my day. I’ve been fully moved in to a new home in a new city and already I’ve managed to settle into a boring rut.
Despite the boringness (or perhaps because of it), I’ll most likely be back with more later.
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