So I never found my cell phone charger.  I decided it was time to do some begging and so I knocked on the doors of some of my friendly neighbours to see if I could gain access to a phone. 

I felt many eyeballs sizing me up through peepholes, but no doors opened.  I guess I should have gotten to know the people in my building a bit better..  and also I should have taken a shower and changed my shirt that I have been wearing for 2 days now.

So I walked up the street, looking for a payphone.  Then I looked at my watch, and started jogging.  No payphones in sight.  Finally I started running.   

Desperate, I figured that maybe if I bought something, the kind man at that convenience store at the next intersection would allow me use his phone. 

Strangely, just then a man who looked quite a bit like my brother walked into the convenience store.  I squinted my eyes a little.. It was my brother.

I just walked up to him in the store and stared at him with my jaw hanging open slightly.  I'm sure I looked very attractive.  He seemed surprised to see me and said "Hey! Woah.. you look like you just ran a marathon!  You know you shouldn't run on a hot day like this". 

I calmly told him that it was my moving day and I had been waiting for him in my apartment since 10 that morning. 

"OOOOOooooohhh.  That was today?  Wait, are you SURE about that?  I thought you said next week"

Must. Remain. Calm. 

After all, I needed a ride back home.  It was hot out there!

Lennie

So, it's moving day.  I was waiting on my brother to show up with his truck.  He was supposed to be here at 10.  10 came and went with no sign of him.  Then 11.  I started to get worried so I picked up my phone only to realize there was no dial tone.  Oh!  Right.  It was disconnected.  I keep on making that mistake,  Maybe I should just unplug the phone and pack it up.  Ah.. I'll do it later. 

So I reach for my cell phone.. dead battery!!  I always forget to charge it, why even bother with a cell phone anyhow?  That's okay, at least my electricity still works.  Just find the charger, plug it in and voila!

Okay.. where did my charger go?  It was right here on the kitchen counter yesterday. 

My mother *was* helping me to pack last night... She packed all my dishes and kitchen utensils.  Could she have...?   Arg. I hope not.

It looks like I will be busy for a little while.  I have some boxes to search through.

Lennie 

I am moving tomorrow.  My apartment is so cramped and I have so much stuff.. How did I get so much stuff??  I can't remember.  All I know is that tomorrow, I will  have a bigger and better place and all of my "stuff" will have its own separate bedroom! 

I cannot wait. Well, to be honest I could do without the whole "moving" part and just skip to the part where I am sitting on my couch in my new apartment - with a cold drink in hand - surveying the final result with a satisfied grin on my face. 

Wish me luck

Lennie