I like camping. I really do. I like the idea of scavanging for things, to live with a minimal amount. Making do for a few days. I do not, however, enjoy camping in an apartment. I learned that Tuesday.
We drove to our new place to sign all the paper work and unload the 7 boxes that would fit in the car after Bella, our bags, us, the pack ‘n play, and a car seat. Being 3 hours away, we stayed the night to get the boxes unpacked, look around the new town, and try to figure out where everything was.
Things that made this all interesting?
– Our apartment is on the 3rd story. 3rd. As in, 3 flights of stairs every.single.time we have to go anywhere. Yes, the view is amazing. And we have no one above us that we have to listen to. And we have vaulted ceilings. We also have 3 flights of stairs. With a baby, strollers, groceries, bicycles…
– It was 90+ degrees until 8 at night.
– We had no furniture. So we headed to Target to get an air mattress. Eddie Bauer – you need to step it up a notch in making those. When I laid on it, fully blown up, it touched the ground. When Sam got on it, it bounced me to the other side.
– Chipotle doesn’t believe in giving you any kind of utensils in a to go container. I ordered a salad. Sam got a burrito. We didn’t get anything else – no forks, napkins, nothing. Which meant another trip down three flights of stairs for him to find a gas station with plastic forks.
– Our entire kitchen flooded that evening. I suddenly noticed water all over the wood floor and screamed for Sam. Not just like, “Ooops, there’s a leak.” Like, “OMG WE STARTED A RIVER.” Turns out, as he was looking to see how one of those faucet sprayer things would fit, he didn’t put the hose back up and left it hanging under the sink. So when we ran the dishwasher with a cleaner, it emptied out into the cupboard and went all over the floor. 2 entire rolls of Viva paper towels later and we were set.
– We aren’t used to driving in the city. I like to backseat drive. Sam hates it. Enough said.
– We forgot blankets for the bed, and towels for the shower. So we had a very cold night and a very soggy morning.
Of course, there were some wonderful parts of it (like the pool)- but it’s always the stuff that goes wrong that makes the best stories later on. I mean, after you look back on it. In the middle of that mess? We weren’t the nicest people. Especially me. I don’t do well with hot, tired, sticky, hungry and uncomfortable along with a baby that feels the same way.
I plan on having legs of steel by the time this next year is over. Or – one of those chairs that will attach to stair rails and takes you up with a push of a button.