Ain't Nobody Going to Hold Me Down. Oh no. I Have to Keep on Moving.

So Mercedes and I moved a good deal of our things into the new house today. Mercedes did everything except the big stuff; couches, tv's, bed, etc. I moved... well, whatever was still pretty much boxed up from when I moved into this place. I plan on going through all my things. There will be 3 piles: things to take home, things to keep, things to get rid of. That third pile will either be sold, donated, thrown away, or otherwise disposed of.
Jacques and I had it out for who will get the primo upstairs room. He won when he offered an additional $50 for rent. Lowering my rent ever so slightly. My room has two closets of unnatural size and I'm almost certain one of them will fit my bed. It happens to have a window so I'm going to sleep in there and then do something with the rest of the room. A desk first and foremost. Than a spot for my bookshelf and tv. I may even put a futon or something. Short a kitchen and a bathroom, I nearly have my own studio.
I was thinking of offering Jacques another proposal. He keeps us stocked with the bathroom necessaries (toilet paper, kleenex, soap), I keep the bathroom clean. I haven't decided if I'll actually propose that or not.

On the not so upside, we knocked on the door to walk the house one more time and the current tenants let us in. As we walked the house with them, they told us about all the horrible things about the house and, more importantly, how compeltely awful our landlords apparently are. Needless to say, Mercedes and I were a bit taken aback. Supposedly the tenants before them, took our landlords to small claims court. And the current tenants are really worried about their deposit. I feel a little secure knowing that Mercedes' brother is a lwayer and her good friend Nico's uncle works to make sure landlords obey rental laws. But still. Why is my life always complicated?
On the upside, they were tossing some IKEA end tables, some hangers, a lamp and some other useful stuff that now they're just giving to us. Also I'm finally going to live out my dream of having a bookshelf in the bathroom. I've always wanted (preferably directly across from the toilet) a little shelf (I always imagine it built into the wall, but this is just a small little shelf, so it will serve due) with good bathroom reading material, toilet paper, and matches etc. I just really like the idea. Scott made a make-shift one in our dorm bathroom out of some old file folders. It was fantastic, until we took too many showers and it fell apart.

Notes to self:
[ ] do very thorough walk-through with documentation
[ ] actually go through all your junk (aka the "sum of your life")
[ ] take car in for diagnostic
[ ] email people for 2nd job