Well, it seems the apartment gods have smiled on me. I have been granted their permission (and Hornig Rental Company's) to live on Pleasant Avenue as I hoped I would be able to. Mazel tov, me!
One of the most difficult times in a young person's life is when they realize that they, in fact, own very little. I am currently becoming aware of this for the second time in my life (the first was right after my college graduation). In the midst of planning my big move, I am compiling a list of things I need to obtain. The list begins at kitchen towels and ends at toilet paper, and in the middle are things like a bed, dishes, a dresser, and books to put in the bookcase I bought off of Craigslist.
In any case...I have a home now (just not the keys to it) and this is very comforting to me. I have also test-driven the Volvo and developed a little crush on it. I will most likely be picking it up sometime this week and am hoping the crush will develop into full-blown, reciprocal affection soon.
And speaking of crushes, I've come to really appreciate Chris' phone calls. I jump up to answer the phone when I know he might call and I feel sort of giggly when I talk to him. That's right, people, I have a little crush on my boyfriend. Disgusting. But in all seriousness, whenever I do something fun or have a great experience, or when I could just use a hug, I miss him even more. We're down to less than 5 weeks now, and I couldn't be more excited!
Well, I'm off to rake the yard and make couscous. Hope you're having a great day.
xo
Sunday, September 20, 2009
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
We Can Rebuild It...
After living in limbo for several weeks, I'm back to work (and have picked up to almost full-time this pay period, yay!) and am waiting with bated breath to hear back from a certain rental company about an apartment I kind of like. If everything goes as planned, I'll move out of here on October 1st and into the new place. Wooo!
I also serendipitously heard about a car for sale, and will be going to test-drive it tomorrow at noon. It's a spectacularly boxy gray Volvo 240, and I've been told it has a very pleasant-sounding horn. Oh, and that it's very safe and pretty fuel-efficient. Those things are good, too.
Other than that, I'm just waiting with breath that is even MORE bated for the arrival of Chris, which I expect to happen in the beginning of November. He's doing so much to come over here, and I can't wait to hug him for it. He's just the best, and I miss him, and this is hard, but we're making it work.
Anyway, you lovely people, I've been up far too long and need to go to bed. I hope you're all doing very well!
xo
I also serendipitously heard about a car for sale, and will be going to test-drive it tomorrow at noon. It's a spectacularly boxy gray Volvo 240, and I've been told it has a very pleasant-sounding horn. Oh, and that it's very safe and pretty fuel-efficient. Those things are good, too.
Other than that, I'm just waiting with breath that is even MORE bated for the arrival of Chris, which I expect to happen in the beginning of November. He's doing so much to come over here, and I can't wait to hug him for it. He's just the best, and I miss him, and this is hard, but we're making it work.
Anyway, you lovely people, I've been up far too long and need to go to bed. I hope you're all doing very well!
xo
Friday, September 11, 2009
Full Circle, Will Travel
When I first arrived back in Minneapolis, I felt as though I had just woken up from a coma and had to undergo re-socialization. I felt a little "Wait, what year is it? Who is the president?!" and so on and so forth. Most of that has sort of faded away and now I'm left with the task of rebuilding the life that I had before selling 90% of my possessions and shipping off to Scotland.
This is the second time in my life that I have gone through this kind of thing. When I was 12, my parents and I moved to California. When I was 16, we moved right back to Minnesota. I was back at the school I would have been attending had I not moved, with all the friends I had known since Kindergarten, and not very much had changed. Well, I mean, I had changed, but it wasn't all that obvious to me or anyone else. This time, I feel it more.
In any case, I just got home from my second shift at the hospital (since I've been back) and I feel as though not too much has changed. Sure, we're charting on the computer instead of hand-writing our notes, and there is a lot of new staff, but overall, it's the same. And don't get me wrong, it's beyond great to be back, but there is just something that feels disjointed about all of this. I'll wait for it to wear off.
xo
This is the second time in my life that I have gone through this kind of thing. When I was 12, my parents and I moved to California. When I was 16, we moved right back to Minnesota. I was back at the school I would have been attending had I not moved, with all the friends I had known since Kindergarten, and not very much had changed. Well, I mean, I had changed, but it wasn't all that obvious to me or anyone else. This time, I feel it more.
In any case, I just got home from my second shift at the hospital (since I've been back) and I feel as though not too much has changed. Sure, we're charting on the computer instead of hand-writing our notes, and there is a lot of new staff, but overall, it's the same. And don't get me wrong, it's beyond great to be back, but there is just something that feels disjointed about all of this. I'll wait for it to wear off.
xo
Sunday, September 6, 2009
Friday, September 4, 2009
Bad 'Hoods and Good News
I'm still here. In fact, I'm still literally right here, here at my parents' house, here in Maple Grove. I have been looking for an apartment with gusto, but haven't found one that doesn't make me feel nervous or itchy, one that doesn't smell like smoke and cheap floral air freshener, and one that has less than 16 registered sex offenders in a .5 mile radius. Yowza, Minneapolis, when did you get so seedy?
For those of you who don't know, I'm in the process of dating a guy from Scotland, and even more importantly, I'm trying to get him over here legally. But that's a whole other story. My goal now is to find an apartment in a neighborhood that doesn't make him nervous when he comes to visit. By the way, he's coming to visit in November and staying until mid-January! That's right, he's coming for the all-important Holiday Season, meaning he'll get to participate in the all-important Meeting of the Extended Family, which means he'll be subjected to Ridiculous Questions About Being Scottish and Embarrassing Stories About When Christina Was Little. I. Can't. Wait. In all seriousness, I can't wait to see him again. I can't wait to have another Christmas with him, and I can't wait until he sees how much I can pack away on Thanksgiving. We'll see if he regrets putting this ring on my finger when he sees me gnawing on a turkey leg and fighting my cousins for the wishbone...
Anyway, how are you? I have to say, I'm feeling wildly optimistic about most things, despite how all over the place things are right now. I went to the hospital today and got poked, prodded and tested as part of my pre-work routine. The lovely people in HR welcomed me to my 'new' position and then scheduled my orientation. So, this Tuesday, I'll be learning how to park in the hospital parking garage (again), finding out how to swipe my badge in order to get paid (which I've probably done over 1,000 times), and discovering where the cafeteria is (the one I ate at every day for 2 1/2 years). Hey, if they want to pay me for 8 hours while I sit there pretending not to know these things, who am I to stop them? I am really, really happy to be getting back in there, though.
Probably the most important thing contributing to my optimism is the news that my mom's surgery went perfectly, and she will not be needing further treatment! In all seriousness, this is the best news I've heard in a long time and I'm relieved to push away any of the nasty 'what ifs' that lurked in the back of my mind. There really isn't much I can say about it--it's hard to put that kind of good feeling into words other than "YAAAAAAAAYYYYY!!" and "WOOOO-HOOOOO!!!"
OK, that's just about enough from me. I'll see some of you soon, and one of you not nearly soon enough.
xo
For those of you who don't know, I'm in the process of dating a guy from Scotland, and even more importantly, I'm trying to get him over here legally. But that's a whole other story. My goal now is to find an apartment in a neighborhood that doesn't make him nervous when he comes to visit. By the way, he's coming to visit in November and staying until mid-January! That's right, he's coming for the all-important Holiday Season, meaning he'll get to participate in the all-important Meeting of the Extended Family, which means he'll be subjected to Ridiculous Questions About Being Scottish and Embarrassing Stories About When Christina Was Little. I. Can't. Wait. In all seriousness, I can't wait to see him again. I can't wait to have another Christmas with him, and I can't wait until he sees how much I can pack away on Thanksgiving. We'll see if he regrets putting this ring on my finger when he sees me gnawing on a turkey leg and fighting my cousins for the wishbone...
Anyway, how are you? I have to say, I'm feeling wildly optimistic about most things, despite how all over the place things are right now. I went to the hospital today and got poked, prodded and tested as part of my pre-work routine. The lovely people in HR welcomed me to my 'new' position and then scheduled my orientation. So, this Tuesday, I'll be learning how to park in the hospital parking garage (again), finding out how to swipe my badge in order to get paid (which I've probably done over 1,000 times), and discovering where the cafeteria is (the one I ate at every day for 2 1/2 years). Hey, if they want to pay me for 8 hours while I sit there pretending not to know these things, who am I to stop them? I am really, really happy to be getting back in there, though.
Probably the most important thing contributing to my optimism is the news that my mom's surgery went perfectly, and she will not be needing further treatment! In all seriousness, this is the best news I've heard in a long time and I'm relieved to push away any of the nasty 'what ifs' that lurked in the back of my mind. There really isn't much I can say about it--it's hard to put that kind of good feeling into words other than "YAAAAAAAAYYYYY!!" and "WOOOO-HOOOOO!!!"
OK, that's just about enough from me. I'll see some of you soon, and one of you not nearly soon enough.
xo
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