Moving on...
Summer was good while it lasted, although it really didn't feel all that long. Nor was I really able to take advantage of it, for that matter. But, whatever, time to move on. And, yes, I've literally
moved on....to a NEW apartment! Woohoooo!!!!
It was a hard decision mainly because I was worried about telling my mom (yes, I know how
old I am) and I thought she'd feel sad I was leaving. And she did feel a little sad, but surprise, surprise she's actually excited about having Christmas at our new apartment and keeps buying/getting housewares for the place. I guess it wasn't that hard of a transition, especially since I moved only TWO BLOCKS away!
It's almost 2 months now and its kinda nice to be independent, I must say. We have a doorman and a nice courtyard entrance, which we barely use. It was a bitch to move though. The sofa that we bought off of craigslist was too large to fit into the elevator so Rich and Gregg had to carry it 7 flights of stairs. Oh it was a sight to behold. I giggle everytime I remember their straining muscles and red faces dripping with sweat. Its probably funnier for me than it was for them because I pretty much just stood by and watched. My excuse is that there really wasn't much space for me to get in there and help.
Our place is still pretty bare but its getting there. Gotta get it in good enough shape for my 6 guests in the end of November. Our living room is pretty big but I'm just not sure that 3 airbeds are gonna fit though. We'll see. I can't wait to have Angel and Nick and the rest of the crew here! Yay!
Another thing I can't wait for is our short trip to Boston. It'll be nice to get away from NY even for a couple of days. Trying to plan the itinerary but maybe I'll just wing it for once. Maybe.
Work is ok. I'm getting the hang of everything. We try to work out our schedule so that we get three days off in a row most of the time. It's great when that happens. It's just working three days in a row that sucks. Its the first day back at work after three days off that I dread. Once I'm there its fine. But the hours before that first day back to work, I get that sinking feeling in my stomach. Will there ever be a job that I actually look forward to? I think I either have to own my business or win the lottery. And I can't figure out what business I could own, so I guess winning the lottery it is.
Ok, back to watching Ringu. It's not as scary as I thought it would be which is good. And oh yeah, back to my fudgy brownie feast. Yum.