Moving Day

Today I was sooooo excited to write about the birth of the extravirginguy handle. I’m about halfway through drafting the story but I don’t want to compromise on quality and will wait until later in the weekend to write. Welp :/

Moving is a funny thing. It was 5pm today. I’m sitting in my coworking space. Head spinning. One of the busier days I’ve had in a while. Honestly playing the videography logistics game in all facets such as sales, hiring, project management, etc. Decently productive but after a below expected level of action yesterday I got slammed. Work. Fine.

I was mildly complaining to the girl next to me that I was a bit stressed (even though I wasn’t - just used as a convo starter) and then I threw out of left field that I had to move out of my apt by nighttime.

The empathy started to seep through her skin. I could feel her stress yet I barely knew her.

Thing is, even though i’m moving my stuff out of a 5th story walkup, I have the data point of how long it took to get the items up there (moving in rain month prior from down the street).

This time around, it took me some C-Town Ratatouille, a few handfuls of the remaining balance of my Nuts Factory Mixed Nuts, and about 30 minutes of listening to big bootie mix volume 23 to get into the state of wanting to lug my bags out. After chunking it down 1 room at a time I managed to get my bags into a spare room, out the door, down the steps and to the front door by 8:50pm.

The uber ride back to LI was meant to be the moment of completing the birth of extravirginguy blog, but I got carried away with other (seemingly) urgent tasks.

Please be patient. That blog will be a banger.

The inspiration is the fact that I told the story in full last night out loud for the first time in a long time and as I was speaking it I had such an urge to start typing.

Happy Friday everyone. We made it.

-Jack