I haven’t had time to write a new post recently due to too much awesome shit happening to/around me. Let me just put down some quick updates on every relevant topic.
Old Home, New Owner
Diminutive Roommate has received a sideways-promotion to Diminutive Friend, due to her purchase of a house in the valley. She moved in and started tearing up some truly hideous shag carpet and disco linoleum to show some beautiful wood floors underneath, and has plans to install central air (because it’s the valley, duh). She’s excited, but was worried about living alone (since I won’t be able to move in with her after all). But it turns out our other friend is moving in with her because of lame roommate problems. Let’s call her Busy/Genius Friend depending on the situation, because she’s wicked smart, but cannot arrive anywhere on time, nor make solid plans due to keeping way too busy. She’s also a really hard worker and very resourceful, so she’ll help Diminutive Friend improve the house like crazy, which is awesome. I’m gonna help out too, if I ever get my life back. We’re all pretty excited for her, can’t wait to harass her over there with board games and sleepovers 🙂
Moving in With a Handsome Man
I’m moving in with Boyfriend! He’s been living in his grandfather’s house (now that his grandfather has passed away) for the past two years or so rent-free. His family is allowing me to move in for $600 rent since I’m a student (which is very generous of them, knowing I’ve been paying $850 at my old place). I’ve basically been staying at the house for the last month to get used to the idea of living here with permanence so it’s not a system shock to either of us (so far so good; Boyfriend keeps saying stuff like, “This is fun! It’s fun having you here all the time. This is gonna be great.“). All the heavy lifting has been done by Boyfriend and dad (hutch to my folks’ place, refrigerator to rental garage near Highland, bookcase and bed and white bookshelf at the house). We finished taking just about everything this past weekend. Moving is awesome because it’s a great way to purge myself of crap I haven’t used in a while. I long for a simple life, but I can’t seem to get rid of a lot of stuff because they all come with memories I can’t bear to part with, or they’re things I’ll be proud to show off to my future friends/kids, or I need those damn clothes for work, etc.
Graduate School (or Why I Have No Life)
My first semester of graduate school is winding down (just two weeks left) and winding up (three papers and a video due within two weeks). I haven’t been able to fall asleep without lying awake for two hours first. My mind won’t slow down. I can’t seem to calm myself down about school. I have so much reading to do on top of the assignments, I seem to spend all my time trying to get them done before class that I’m worried I won’t have time to write papers or make time for friends. I’m always wishing I had gotten more done. I’ve started reminding myself while I lie awake that I’m doing my best (which is true, I’m going to beat the shit out of this grad school program), and because of that, I am allowed to sleep. It doesn’t seem to be helping much, but I’ll keep trying.
I picked up the kitten I rescued from the vet on July 25th, and he’s been living at Boyfriend’s house ever since. He’s HILARIOUS. We both wish we could keep him, but Boyfriend’s family says we can’t have a pet here at the house 😦 Boyfriend and I are super sad about it. We’re pretty attached to him, he’s so funny. He loves falling asleep on our laps, purrs super loud (he purred in my lap for a solid hour today), and chases after a laser pointer like his life depends on it. He’s also really chatty, which can get annoying, especially during class when he circles my chair and whines about not being on my lap, then attempts to jump onto my lap but can’t quite make it, so he digs his razor-sharp claws into my legs (I’m still healing from the last four attempts). That’s not so much fun. Otherwise he’s awesome, and we’re sad to have to get rid of him. The good news is that I found a nice person to take him 🙂 Now all we have to do is make friends with this person so we can come visit Zobo all the time, hahaha.
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