Random stuff
Note 1: Wounded again in sword class earlier this week. Nasty bruise on my right lower arm. Teacher lectured a few of the other students on hitting too hard, this being my second fairly bad injury in 3 weeks.
Note 2: Looked at 3 apartments in the last 24 hours and looking at another one in a few hours. The first one was rented out the day before I looked at it. It's part of a complex, so I was shown what they look like and when the next one looked like it would be coming available. Too expensive there anyway, I think. This morning I looked at two, one was too small, but the other may well work out. In a few hours I go to look at a Townhome, which had the appealing advert "Be your own neighbor!" Since minimizing the number of shared walls/floors I have is one of my priorities, that was a good thought.
When I got home last night from the apartment complex, I came home to an empty house and wished someone was home so I could tell them about it. At this point I wondered if this meant I was going to regret the whole living alone thing. We'll see, I guess. More likely it means there will be days when I wish there was someone around, much like now there are days when I wish there wasn't, and so long as on the balance there are fewer of them it's all good.
Note 2: Looked at 3 apartments in the last 24 hours and looking at another one in a few hours. The first one was rented out the day before I looked at it. It's part of a complex, so I was shown what they look like and when the next one looked like it would be coming available. Too expensive there anyway, I think. This morning I looked at two, one was too small, but the other may well work out. In a few hours I go to look at a Townhome, which had the appealing advert "Be your own neighbor!" Since minimizing the number of shared walls/floors I have is one of my priorities, that was a good thought.
When I got home last night from the apartment complex, I came home to an empty house and wished someone was home so I could tell them about it. At this point I wondered if this meant I was going to regret the whole living alone thing. We'll see, I guess. More likely it means there will be days when I wish there was someone around, much like now there are days when I wish there wasn't, and so long as on the balance there are fewer of them it's all good.