So, what else?
- The house I'm renting was found and leased through the magic of the interwebs. There were six pictures in the listing. I was understandably nervous about whether the house would live up to expectation. Fortunately, it has.
- I brought with me a bed, a dresser, two Ikea disassembled Ikea chairs, a TV, clothes, and some kitchen stuff. The house has three bedrooms and a bonus room in addition to a living room. Since I brought such a small amount of stuff, I look more like a squatter than a renter. Two of the three bedrooms and the living room are still completely empty.
- The cats are not accustomed to hardwood floors. In the middle of the night, during freakout time, it sounds like Freddy Kruger is trying to claw his way up through the living room floor. It probably sounds more like cats on a hardwood floor but at 3 a.m. all I can think of is Freddy.
- Another sound that startles me on the regular is the sprinklers in the lawn. Boise is a high desert so apparently in order to have grass one must have a sprinkler system. They're on a schedule to which I am not privy so I've already been ambushed by them once.
- There's a store here called Fred Meyer. It's like a Super Walmart but with more stuff (As impossible as that sounds).
- The farmer's market here takes up about 5 blocks downtown. Serious business! I think I've eaten more berries in the last week than I have in my entire life prior to this week.
- I just got internet at the house today after five days of being here. The sense of relief and contentment that came over me when it was activated is probably not healthy.
- The doorbell just rang. It was a dude holding a cell phone and one of those Magic Eraser things. Apparently he expected his sister to answer the door and seemed surprised to find that she no longer lived here.
- I can't seem to stop being in east coast time which means no matter how long I stay awake at night, I keep waking up between 5 and 6. How much do you want to bet that abruptly stops on Thursday when I start my new job?
- I think I saw my first person with a permit to carry a firearm that wasn't in law enforcement last night at Walmart. I mean, he could have been a lawman of some sort, but it wasn't a lock.
- People here are very nice. The day I moved in a went to Fred Meyer to get a bunch of stuff and was welcomed to Boise by a lady in the cat food aisle and two different FM employees.
- The guy who came to repair the garbage disposal today was also very nice and explained to me how people in Idaho are not fans of the federal government.
I know these posts aren't high in entertainment value but I promised a lot of folks that I would let them know how I'm faring. So far so good!