I had already gone to school here for 2 yrs, (and commuted from NJ), and worked here for 5 yrs, (and commuted from NJ), so it was time................The previously mentioned best friend, Pamela, (whom I worked with, we weren't quite bffs yet), had volunteered to come home to NJ with me after work to help me pack for the next days move. (She lived in Brooklyn then). Of course I hadn't even started packing yet, (a very bad habit I keep repeating). We stayed up all night and packed. I still have no idea how we did it all. The next morning, my friend Patrick showed up with the u-haul, and my parents came to help us load up. On our way into the city, my cats started freaking out, and peed all over themselves in the cat carrier, (ahh, my sweet kitties, now in kittie heaven). My other friend, Steve had stayed in my new NYC apt the night before, so he could be there to help us unpack. As we neared my new Greenwich Village apt, and approached Astor Place, Pamela remembered that she was supposed to meet the priest for her upcoming wedding, and jumped out right there, in the middle of traffic, to catch the subway................We unpacked, and Patrick and I headed back to NJ to return the u-haul. Then I caught the NJ Transit train back to the city and to my new fabulous, (and very spacious!) apt. Pamela and Eddie, (her then fiance, and now hubbie), stopped by with pizza and beer to welcome me to NYC!It really does seem just like yesterday...................
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