I finished packing up my stuff for the movers tonight. I just have one more load of stuff to move, and then I'm done. I'm exhausted, but it's fun to know that I'm still very strong and can sure as heck haul a ton of boxes. I definitely got my exercise and weight lifting in at the same time. I took boxes and bags down two floor and then back up two floors.

I can't believe I fit all my stuff into that tiny apartment, and it all fit although it was pretty darn cramped. I threw out a ton of stuff and clothes beforehand too, so it's not like I didn't try to weed out my things. I'm going to have do another serious weeding out of my things in the next two weeks.

I unpacked my cups and glasses today, and there are some cups and glasses I haven't used in two years. I'm like, why do I even keep them. They've definitely got to go. I'm got to go through my closet again too. I saw clothes in there that made me wonder why I was even keeping them.

I decided not to set up my home computer tonight. I'll just to have disconnect everything when my desk gets here on Friday, so what's the use. I'm using my work computer to use the internet. It's kind of a drag, because I don't have all my regular bookmarks and there are certain sites I can't visit because I don't remember my passwords for them.

I have a telephone meeting at 9 am tomorrow. I'm sure my bosses are just trying to make sure I stay busy, since I now work from home. Whatever.

My apartment is freezing right. I turned on the heat, something I never had control over at my old place, but then I freaked out paying a high utility bill so I turned it off. I'm spoiled. My gas and electric bill has never been more than $20, but with a bigger place I'm sure I'll be paying more.

I had a freak out at Jack in the Box tonight. I decided I'd be healthy, like I know that's an oxymoron while eating at a junk food palace like Jack in the Box, and order the spicy chicken sandwich. A word of advice to fellow junk food eaters. If it's a special item, places like Jack in the Box will charge you more money for the food. A jumbo jack costs $0.99. The spicy chicken was $3.79.

When the counter person totalled up my bill, I practically had a heart attack. I was paying over $7 for junk food. Like what's up with that? I thought the counter person overcharged me, and I became a little more than concerned. The manager came over and readded up my bill, and the way the first counter person added up my food was cheaper than the way I was requesting.

There's nothing like nitpicking over a few dollars in Jack in the box at 9:30 at night, and have the whole restaurant as well as the whole staff snicker at you because the counter person was actually right.

So what's the lesson in all of this? When you're at junk food stops like Jack in the Box, don't order the special sandwiches. They are such a rip off. Don't food yourself into thinking you're being healthy by ordering a chicken sandwich, especially not if you order fried and onion rings to eat it with. The chicken sandwich is fried in oil to a crisp for pete's sake, and probably more fattening than the cheaper burger. Besides, junk food palaces started out just serving burgers, so burgers are what they do best. Burgers are also the cheapest sandwich on the menu.

So ... order the burger and go whole hog with the junk food experience. Don't compromise yourself by trying to be healthy. It doesn't work, and what's worse, junk food palaces charge you up the wazoo for even trying to order healthy food. Ordering healthy food or the pretense of ordering healthy food is so antithetical to the junk food experience, that when you do it junk food palaces punish you by charging you an arm and a leg for the sandwich.

As you can see I am still so riled up by having to pay $2.79 more for a stupid fried chicken sandwich, when I should have gone with my first instinct and ordered a burger. This experience is going to haunt my dreams.

So I finished my first project at work this morning. It wasn't too bad. I have the radio on, my temporary desk is by a window, and I even went out on my break to go to the fruit and veggie market to buy some food for snacks.

I kind of miss talking to people, but it was nice to go the market on my break. I'll probably have to actively seek out company and people to talk to. When you're in an office, there is always someone to have a little conversation with even though that person is just a fellow office worker.

I logged off my company's VPN for lunch. At my office, I would spend half my lunch time taking one of my walks, and then afterwards find something to eat. There are many lunch places around my apartment, and I could actually go and get lunch instead of cooking it myself.

I have food in my apartment, but I packed all my pots and pans, so I really won't be able to cook anything this week. This probably wasn't a good move on my part, but I just got tired of hauling my own stuff. It's actually been fun to eat out every meal. Since I started watching my calories, I limited my eating out. I've been eating out now since last week, and I still haven't gained any weight. I think I'm so stressed out from my move, that I'm just burning off my food quicker than normal.

The sun is out now, and my apartment is warming up. My apartment is really cold in the morning, and hot in the afternoon because my apartment faces west. At my old place, my apartment faced east and I had the opposite problem.

I can't wait for my furniture to arrive. I can't really unpack until all my stuff is here. There are bags and boxes of stuff everywhere, and it's a total mess. I hung up what clothes I could, but I don't have a dresser so I'm literally living out of my suitcases. It's so wild!

My new phone lines are installed, and I have my work computer set up. I'm using my work computer to blog because my home computer isn't set up yet. That's tomorrow's project.

I think I will have to buy a new desk. I was going to buy one anyway, but thought I could just use my old desk from years ago. Wrong idea! There's just not enough room on the desk for a keyboard and a monitor. The monitor is so close to my face. Now if I had a flat screen monitor it would work, but I doubt my company is going to buy me one now.

I'm glad I waited though to buy a new desk. I decided to move my work desk into the dining area. It's small and dark I just don't think I would ever eat in there. A friend has a window in her condo with a view, and she put her dining table right in front of the window. I don't think I'll do that, but I have enough room in my living room to put a dining table in the back. That way I could eat and still enjoy my ocean view. I will buy a screen, and hide my working area so I won't have to look at while I'm not working.

It will just working my office or in a cube. I will have a small quiet space, where I'll work on computer and listen to talk radio all day.

Thank you to all who commented on my strange old neighbour guy next door. I needed a reality check on his behaviour and I think I got one. I haven't seen him since Saturday, but I've been pretty busy. I don't think I have anything to worry about, but I know I need to be careful and that is all I want to say about it right now.

It will be my first full day at work tomorrow from home. I have a couple of things due so my week will be busy. I'm nervous about it, but excited as well. This is a new challenge for me, and I like overcoming challenges. Now if I can just figure out how to make the dsl work for my new desk location, then I'll be really happy.

I spent Friday night in my new apartment. The neighbour guy across the way knocked on my door in the morning, and introduced himself. We talked, and then he offered to show me around the neighbourhood. He's an old guy in his 60's, who is semi-retired. I get the feeling he's very lonely and poor. He's a seasonal parking lot attendant, who mostly works during the football season and at other events that the parking company gets.

We ended up at a breakfast place, and I bought him breakfast because he was so nice. He wouldn't leave me alone though, and I finally just had to tell him that I needed to get some unpacking done. The cable guy came over, and it was kind of awkward because the neighbour guy was like kind of telling the cable guy what to do. I had to tell the cable guy that the man was my neighbour.

I'm sure the old neighbour guy was trying to be helpful because I was a woman and all, but it was kind of weird because the guy was like acting like I couldn't take care of myself. I'm sure the man is harmless, but he sure does need alot of hugs. He kept saying he wanted us to do things together, and I'm like I hope he doesn't become a pest because I don't want to offend him because he does live across the hall.

I just never know what to do in a situation like this. I was trying to be nice to guy because I just moved in and to be a good neighbour, but I don't really want to socialize with him all that much. I'm like regretting that I told him I work from home, but if he knocks on my door during the day, I'll just tell him I can't socialize because I'm supposed to be working.

I was planning on going to the gym after work, and I think I'll start doing that regularly again just to be out of the house alot. And on the weekends, I'm usually out of the house anyway so I'm hoping the old neighbour guy won't have much opportunity to bug me. I think after awhile, the old neighbour guy will figure out that I'm never home.

I feel bad because I think the old neighbour guy is just really poor and lonely. I thought he said had cable TV also, and then he said he didn't. I'm hoping that's not true, because you can old pick up about three channels without cable. He didn't have any books or magazines in his apartment, but I kind of got the impression that he doesn't read very well. His apartment was pretty musty and dirty, and it kind of smelled. The man was clean and everything, but I don't think that cleanliness is one of his strong points.

I think it's nice that he's so neighbourly and everything. That's very rare in a big city, but I guess it's just so unexpected. I'm sure it will be fine, and if he does become a pest, then I'll just have to figure out how to deal with him. He did say that he didn't understand when people say to him. "they need their space". I'm wondering if people have said this phrase to him because he was a little too friendly. He's from the south, so he says he just wants to be neighbourly but I'm hoping he doesn't go overboard.

He's old fashioned, and he kept calling me an "unmarried woman", and I'm like hoping that the phrase doesn't entail this whole weird thing.

Other than that, I'm still packing and tryng to move stuff over. It's weird trying to fix up my place without my furniture which doesn't come till Friday, but I'm coping as best as I can. Tomorrow the phone comes over to turn on the phone, and I'm sure that will be another adventure.