Week 2
no surprise, this week was tough. came back from the trip and returned to my apt and my mind; both of which were a mess. i had so much going on that though i had my crying spells at night, during the day i was ultra productive. i think i prefer the weekdays now...sad, i used to live for the weekends. part of the dread this week came from the fact that i knew i'd be in town this week and weekend. sure i could have run away, and i almost booked a train out -- but other circumstances and perhaps a spirit intervened so i'd have to start facing the ugly sh*t.current roommate really sucks arse. she's been MIA on all her rent payments, and now owes our management upwards of a few thousand bucks. yeah. so when i received another notice on wednesday, that sealed the deal. i'm moving out, getting my own place - finally! the thought of that was so liberating! new everything, starting over, completely, even though i'm in the same city. new diggs new gigs. which meant i had to stay in town, the best time to look is the weekend after all. basically this week i've become a serial Craig's list stalker. Refreshing the page oh every 10 minutes or so.
i took friday off and walked around the city, writing numbers down, setting up appointments. the first 2 people to return my call must have thought i was super loco. the price was right, the space sounded great, i was about to make an appnt to go see it - then they told me the address. RIGHT in HIS building! not 1 but 2 - the first 2 that called me back! aaaacccckkkk! i kinda froze on the phone. silence. "uh i'm not intersted" i said. they replied "but i thought you wanted something in the city". crap. "well i do, just not that part. thanks anyway". click. technically i didn't hang up on them because i did thank them. i was so glad i was meeting up w/ the girls that night, i definitely needed a few frosty ones after that.
posted by Dancing Diva @ 12:11 PM
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