grape juice and carrot sticks.
Comfort is a resource that is finite. When I ask for some, it has all been spent by others on people who are not me.
I am in the process of moving into a new apartment. Today I put my whole life (minus a bathroom rug and a mop) into a UHaul and then carried it up to the fifth floor of a walk-up (as the name implies, a building with no elevator.)
I don't have a bed yet. I can not unpack until I get furniture, but I can not sleep at my old place because I don't have anything there. I feel like I am balancing on a piece of string.
A man I have met once found me on facebook, he's 30-something and from Turkey and I met him when my boss invited me to go out with her and her friends for her boyfriends birthday. The man who found me on facebook called me a "freemind" and said it was "rare to find somebody" like me.
I wonder if my boss had said those kind of things about me to him, or if he had saw these character traits in me over our small bits of conversation? I suppose, either thought makes me feel nice.
I will post pictures of my new apartment after I get it together, but before I have a finger-painting house-warming party with sparkling grape juice and finger foods.
I am in the process of moving into a new apartment. Today I put my whole life (minus a bathroom rug and a mop) into a UHaul and then carried it up to the fifth floor of a walk-up (as the name implies, a building with no elevator.)
I don't have a bed yet. I can not unpack until I get furniture, but I can not sleep at my old place because I don't have anything there. I feel like I am balancing on a piece of string.
A man I have met once found me on facebook, he's 30-something and from Turkey and I met him when my boss invited me to go out with her and her friends for her boyfriends birthday. The man who found me on facebook called me a "freemind" and said it was "rare to find somebody" like me.
I wonder if my boss had said those kind of things about me to him, or if he had saw these character traits in me over our small bits of conversation? I suppose, either thought makes me feel nice.
I will post pictures of my new apartment after I get it together, but before I have a finger-painting house-warming party with sparkling grape juice and finger foods.