L. had taken what she needed and wanted, and anything I cared about was stored at my Dad's house now. So all the stuff that I came back to in the apartment needed to be sorted into throw away, donate, pack for London, or stuff that was forgotten and needs to be mailed. So anything that wasn't going into a suitcase for London needed to be processed. It felt like I was trying to pack the house into a suitcase and anything that didn't fit had to go. The problem was that all I had was the Miata Since I had about a month I figured if I worked on it every weekend a little then it would not be that hard of a problem. I could really only take a load to Goodwill on weekends anyway since they were so strict about no donations after 5PM. They also didn't take furniture so I found a local thrift store that did take furniture so anything that was skinny and tall I donated to them. It was actually weird how we had book shelves, display shelves, display cases, CD cases that were all tall and skinny. These people were also a lot nicer so anything that was nicer that I wasn't going to sell I donated to them too. The rest of the furniture I just put out on the curb when some other neighbours were having a garage sale. They wanted it all so I helped them move it across the street where they added it to their garage sale. I was fine with that, it was all in pretty bad shape and if they wanted to stand around and wait on the off chance that someone would want to buy it then it saved me the trouble if the trash men didn't take it.
As far as the stuff that I was taking with me to London but first it needs to go to NYC while I live there with a friend. There is a large suitcase and my folding bike that I had to take in separate trips because only one would fit in the passengers seat at a time. I figure that as soon as I move to NYC I will not want to deal with parking my car every night so I want to sell it as soon as I move. To get from the train station to work for that last month and a half I decided to finish a project bike I had. It had been hanging on the wall for a year and a half. I had rebuilt my old bike with larger parts because I wanted to see what it was like to have a bike big enough for me. I had finished it except for the bottom bracket (the bearing between the pedals.) I had put my bike tools in storage so I had to take it to a bike shop. Oh well it's fixed and I'll get to try it out for a month before selling it.
One really annoying thing is the land lord keeps trying to get us to move out early. He keeps saying there are people interested and if they rent it then he would refund us from the time they picked up the contract. In reality it is obvious that he does not have anyone lined up and wants up out so he has time to turn the apartment around while he is still getting us to pay rent for it. Me moving out slowly has played to my advantage. because I let him know I could move out on a days notice since there really isn't anything left so..... as soon as they sign the contracts. Unsurprisingly the prospects disappeared. I moved out a week early and will be living with my friend for a month in Brooklyn to try to help save up some money for London.