“Well…..

My wife and I reviewed your application to live in our building,” he said in a monotone voice.

Yes?

“We would like to invite you to live in our building. Do you still want?”

Oh, yes!

I’m so excited. I sign the lease and pick up the keys tomorrow. I called the storage company where my things have sat, somewhere in East Oakland, for a year now. First available delivery date: November 27. But, that’s like, two weeks away, I uttered into the phone. “Sorry, that’s the first available date.” Okay, then, I guess I’ll take it.

The more I thought about it, though, the more excited I became. This gives me almost two weeks in my apartment, sans furniture, so that I can clean, or paint, or do anything that needs to be done before settling in. I have my camping things with me, so it will be just like a weekend in the wilderness. Except with heat. And a stove. This could be very fun.