I am all moved into my new living arrangement. I could not possibly get along with my new roommate any better than I do. We are like twins separated at birth. The third roommate is moving in this week, but we’ve already met and established obvious awesomeness. The kitty is comfy and not always hiding somewhere. The landlord lives in the building and is super nice. Parking’s free. The bathroom is actually fairly huge. It’s weird, three bedroom apartment, you’d expect not much privacy? Well, the rooms are so far apart… there is tons of privacy. My room is small, but the closet is huuuge and all my crap fits. Giant windows, 2nd floor, lots of sunlight all over the whole apartment. Heat is paid, radiators, so it’s always extra cozy in here. There’s even a little veranda to go outside and grill or whatever. Roomy loves the Simpsons as much as I do, likes the same kinda music (along with various other things we agree on), and knows of a free gym I can go to! Oh, and one last brag about how awesome my roommate is: he did my laundry for me the other day. Fantastic life, let me tell you. All our dreams are coming true.
My new walk to work is awesome because it takes 10-15 minutes less and I walk through Wickerpark… it’s definitely peaceful in the morning. Now, at night.. that’s a different story.
I forgot to mention the best, most satisfying part. I get great reception on my phone. At my last place, I was lucky to get one bar. I often missed phone calls, phone wouldn’t even ring and I’d get the voicemail like two days later, which is really irritating when you are looking for a job. Now, I get full bars. No more missed calls or delayed texts.
I am slowly, but surely getting the hang of things at work. It takes time, sometimes I worry that I may take the long painful route to my goal, but who cares… builds character right? And the outlook is good!
I spent all day long.. not being able to wipe this grin off my face. Everything is pretty incredibly ideal right at the moment. Things are working out perfectly. Now, to focus on getting rid of the giant mound of debt I’ve accumulated this year.
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