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Mar 08, 2004 10:43

The problem with moving on a Sunday is that there's no break; no time to get my room in order and lay back and relax before going back to work. I am exhausted today, and my forearms feel like I've been haling boxes and cinderblocks around all day yesterday. Now why would that be?

So far so good. I keep my bedroom door shut almost all of the time so that the pets don't get in. The problem with that--as I'm now remembering from the last time I slept in a bedroom rather than an apartment--is that I stink. I'm going to have to ventilate that room better.

I will admit this might be a little bit of a weird transition for me after living alone for a year. I find that I don't seem to know what to do with myself. I still feel a little awkward, like a guest in their house. I'm so used to being completely independent and living with stuff I own. They're all friends, and it's a bit intimidating being the latest person to move in. Needless to say I've only been there one night; it'll probably take a few weeks for me to feel out the vibes and figure out everyone and their systems' before I'm totally comfortable there.

All I want to do is take a nap. I can't remember the last time I've been so physically exhausted. Producing shows is exhausting, yes, but in a very different way.

Well, back to the daily grind.
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