Well, it looks like we’ve got the place in Warwick. I’m excited; the area holds a lot of fantastic memories for me and will cut down on driving to get Eddie to work since he and my mother have made an agreement to carpool. We had some issues getting approved to get the place since our credit sucks so badly, but we seem to have gotten by that with an additional security deposit. If all goes as planned we start moving out on Tuesday and hopefully be completely out by Friday. Either way, we’ve already started the sorting and packing. We’ve started making lists of what we’ll need to buy, but we’re holding off on actually purchasing anything until we’re moved in and see exactly what we’ll need. Sooner or later I’ll fire up The Sims and bust out a floorplan of the apartment.

Nanny seems to be looking better. She’s still in a lot of pain which the morphine doesn’t seem to be helping, she’s not eating much of anything, and she’s weak as hell, but her humor is up and she’s got more color in her face. Eddie and I stopped in at the hospital last night before I went to work, and we’ll probably stop in tonight as well before we come home and pack some more. I’m supposed to go into work to do some more training today (on my day off!), but I don’t think I’m going to since there’s so much packing to do and I’d like to grab something to eat and then I need to go pick up Eddie. I can go in on Friday morning before my shift starts.

Once we’re settle into the new place, Eddie has grand plans to start working on his pop culture tattoo sleeve. The other night I spent an hour or so drawing on his arm with a black Sharpie, which was fun. Then he traced his palm print onto my thigh, which no amount of soap seems to be removing, even though the giant black toucan I did on him came right off in the shower the next morning. I’ve got mine picked out as well, a pair of swallows to be done in red and green (unlike normal swallows, naturally). Once I get them done I’ll post more about them and the deeper meanings behind them.

It’s chaotic for us right now. Sunday night my grandmother fell in her kitchen and wasn’t able to get up, nor was she able to get our attention very quickly since we had the surround sound on and were watching a movie upstairs in Mom’s house. She managed to grab one of the cat’s food bowls and bang it long enough for Mom to go down there and help her out. Then yesterday she ended up being hospitalized because she’s been having shortness of breath and is in a lot of pain. Things were looking bad enough where Eddie and I left work early the whole family ended up crowded into one of the little rooms in the ER unit. She was admitted around suppertime and is still there until they figure out exactly what the problems are. Any and all good vibes sent her way would be appreciated.

This morning we had an appointment to go check out an apartment down in Warwick, in a complex that I lived in for about 7 years. It’s a 1-bedroom place, but it’s nice, quiet, close to Eddie’s work (he could ride in with Mom every day). Pets are ok to have, which makes me squee with delight as well. We filled out the application and put down a deposit, and with any luck we’ll get a phone call telling us we’re all set. At that point we’d be moving in next week sometime, and taping the keys to this place on the door with a note that says we’re gone. Eddie already has already planned out the living room floorplan, since we’ve long since agreed that he can decorate the living room and I’m free to bedeck the bathroom in Hello Kitty things.