I wrote another post but I deleted it in shame. It was a little too boo hoo, and believe me, I know there are people who have it way worse than me and I have no business complaining about my lot. So let's move on.
It's raining tonight, pattering away as I edit. I'm sort of behind on my word count. But I'm obsessing about possibly, maybe, moving at some point in the near to distant future to an apartment that may or may not have a bedroom or may have a dishwasher. Well, it better have a dishwasher if I'm going to all this trouble. I don't like change. But I would love a new apartment. I would love the extra cash I would have moving out of this damn expensive city, but all the fuss of moving is a nightmare.
I think I'm just OCD. I get a thought in my head and I can't let it go. Like if I'm going to a concert on Friday (not that I ever go to anything, anywhere) I wouldn't be able to sit down and do anything else. I just sit there and think about Friday. I'm like that with apartments at the moment. And I'm not going anywhere.
Aw, but there's nothing wrong with a boo-hoo post! Sometimes we just have to vent. Whatever changes do come your way, I hope they are all positive ones.
ReplyDeleteThe fuss of moving is awful. However. New stuff! Dishwasher! Bedroom!
ReplyDeleteIt's like getting a shot. Terrible trepidation. Sweaty palms. Pain. Then...it's gone. And you're better off.
:)
If Bettielee was here and actually able to comment on her own damn blog, she would thank you both for your kind words. :)
ReplyDeleteYes she would! Goddamned windows 7.
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