so it goes
As of tuesday Keith and I will be moved into our new apartment. We have whole bunches of stuff over there already and will finish with the big stuff on tuesday. We are on the hunt for a new(used) couch and desk. Value village anyone? I cant wait until this month is over. I don't recall ever having a busier july.
I have been starting to wonder if we will ever move back to Portland. I know friends in portland mention it frequently. Being here is good for me. Keith will have to answer for himself, but I bet it is nice for him to be close to his family. For me, being away from my family is nice. I don't have to go to holiday events I don't want to go to (example- thanksgiving where every item with the exception of plain mashed potatoes and pie have meat in them, and my family just gets offended that I don't eat meat and they will bring it up every five minutes while i tell them they are all going to die of heart disease..)and birthday celebrations where fifteen children run about and slam doors and are noisy. I don't have to listen to their backwards political views or their religious judgements. Don't get me wrong, I love my family. Just in small doses. I get along best with my mom because she stays away from topics where she knows we have differing opinions. And she actually treats me like I know something instead of treating me like the youngest child. All my siblings treat me as the "baby" and don't listen to what I have to say even though I have more education and IQ points than any of them.
Being away from friends is hard, but if I was in portland I doubt I would get the high grades in Grad School that I have been getting up here. And I like Seattle. I like the city. I like being stuck in some weird 1996 dimension. I like the weather (which is the same as portland but 5-10 degrees cooler at all times). Whatever. We're here for at least the next four years.
Well everyone- I will not have any access to the intraweb from wednesday to sunday. So if you want to talk to me you will actually have to pick up the PHONE. Imagine that.