I have moved to my new apartment in Harvard Square and I love it. This is the first time I have ever lived by myself, and I really feel freed up. Don’t get me wrong, the past two days have been intense and hard. Both main days of the move I awoke at seven in the morning and worked for eight to ten hours straight, then chilled throughout the afternoon and evening. I was under so much stress that my face broke out with nasty pimples; either that or it was the vinyl dust clogging all my pores.
Moving is a never-ending nightmare of little jobs, and I shouldn’t technically call myself free and clear. Monday I have to take my registration and two pieces of mail to the Traffic, Parking and Transportation Office to get my Cambridge resident permit. That day, I have to phone several companies that auto-bill me and change my address with them as well. Also, I have to call to get some DSL going. Not to imply that I’m updating on stolen internet… On Thursday my L sectional IKEA sleeper sofa arrives, and that should really do it.
Awhile back, when I was living with my webmaster, he and I discussed what it would be like if I annotated a picture of my room, to describe what each object means to me and where its from. This picture is of my new kitchen and table… The vinyl is by the stove cause that’s the only type of cooking I know how to do. If you click on the picture you will see that I have done exactly what Els and I talked about a couple years back. Almost everything I own has a special, spiritual connection to the story of my life (probably true for most people.)
“spririt”bear, a bigger chunk of atheism is needed in your community and in your land of stars and stripes, and you have that rational chunk perspective. bring it to your dedicated readers. don’t go throwing “spiritual” around.
it looks divine!!!!! how’s rolling out of bed? haha!