Jun 12, 2007 16:49
Well, I've made it back home safe and sound. Been here about three weeks now. I have a new (bigger) apartment, which I love - it has its own washer/dryer! It's kind of silly to be thrilled about something like that, but its much better than using a communal laundry. Also bought a new car (Altima!!), new couch, new TV (which I didn't need to buy...but than again, sometimes its about what you want and not need). So officially I'm the next best thing to being broke, but I don't mind. After 6 months of chow hall food, my PB&J sandwiches are heaven!
I have two weeks off before I have to go back to work, which is great. I need some decompression time. Not that things were bad where I was, but it's great to be alone and not have to worry about anything. I still pause whenever I hear a loud noise, but I'm not twitchy, which is good. I'm enjoying the solitude. I get to watch TV, sleep late, play with my cat - who is exactly the same but a little bit fatter. His cat-sitter was a little free with the kitty treats. Poor baby needs to go on a diet. Tomorrow.
I have been so lazy. I need to put my apartment in order, but other than the essentials, everything is still in their boxes. Oh well. There's always tomorrow. Like the cat's diet.