The topic for this post came naturally: moving, especially since Victor illustrated main steps of my struggle. This was his first response when I just told him that I am moving, because, as I mentioned to him, my collection of shells was the first to be packed.
After the first box with shells, there were many-many other boxes with other things, things that I need and things that I don't really need. I was complaining to him that I have too many things, and that's what he sent to me on the next day. I actually have many, if not all of these objects:
Then I moved. The first thing I did as I walked into my new apartment was trying to turn the light, and... there was no light, although I ordered it for this morning. Of course, it was Saturday, and Con Edison said there is nothing they can do until Monday. We already started making plans how to survive without electricity, and suddenly a guy from Coin Edison showed up (miracles do happen!), and fixed it in a minute! Of course, Victor sent me his version of "Let there be light!"
I was also complaining to Victor that I had to make too many decisions in the process, and I ordered him a theme, exactly this" "Making decisions." This is his response:
Oh, as soon as I posted this picture I realized that the signs here are in Russian. It's a hint to a Russian saying, and translating either the words themselves or the saying won't really help. But the image depicts my state very well.
P.S. After I published this post, Victor sent me another drawing. I was so sure he just made it, inspired by my moving endeavors, but he said he had drawn it a long time ago. So once again I had to be amazed how on Earth 10 years ago he knew what would happen to me now???
