Right now I decided to blog because that will totally take my mind off of the fact that my body hates me and I am STILL HAVING stomach problems. I knew that after I got my gallbladder out I’d still have to watch what I ate, but in the past month or so it has gotten terrible. Right now it feels like I’m having a gallbladder attack, which is impossible, because, well, I no longer have a gallbladder to GIVE ME ATTACKS. I really, really need to go back to the doctor (I guess I first need to FIND a doctor here).
And so anyway, blogging about feeling crappy when trying to keep your mind off of feeling crappy totally defeats the purpose. So … new subject.
The apartment is still in a state of chaos. I’m proud to say, though, that Eric and I have gone through about half of our clothes and filled up 5 Trader Joe’s bags with stuff to donate. We still have a ton of laundry left to wash and go through. Honestly, we should have done it this weekend, but laundry is EXPENSIVE in our building. It’s $4 a load! I dream of the days when I can have my own washer and dryer – hopefully we’ll be able to find a good place to live when our lease here is up. Don’t get me wrong, I love our apartment and our building. I just really, really, really hate paying so much for laundry. I could see $2 wash and like $.25 for every 20 minutes in the dryer or something, but $2 for 45 minutes?
I would go to the laundromat, but I’m a little wary of them, considering the time I burned my clothes at one. Yeah. That was awesome, let me tell you. I couldn’t even be in the same room as them, they smelled so bad. Eric very kindly washed them all about 10 times at his house before the smell started to come out – he told me that I smelled like “the lungs of a person who smoked 3 packs a day for 70 years and died in a fire” if that gives you any idea of the state that my clothes were in. The kicker? The laundromat wouldn’t even give me back the $0.50 I spent on the dryer, they told me that drying was at your own risk.
So long story short: I’m not a fan of laundromats. I’m not a fan of having a communal laundry-room in the building, either, but I can live with it. For now.
So, laundry will be done this weekend for sure, and by tomorrow, the apartment will be clean (or bust) because my friend Tory (who reads this, apparently!) moved back to D.C. for another internship last week (she was here in the summer when we moved here) and I’m inviting her over to play rock band with us (because I found it on Amazon for $100 and totally had to order it). Tory is AWESOME, she’s been one of my best friends since second grade (which means we’ve been friends since the age of 7? 8?), and I guess I should actually text her to invite her, because otherwise the only way she’d know about it is if she read this.
OH and talking about the apartment leads me to the ridiculousness that was last night, when Eric and I realized that we needed to get cat food. And I mean, NEEDED, the cats were completely out. And hungry. Anyway, we decided to go to Trader Joe’s because (a) we love Trader Joe’s, (b) we buy their cat food, and (c) Trader Joe’s is in the same plaza as Best Buy, and we need batteries for rock band. So we headed down there and parked, and I remembered that Office Depot was down there, too, and I asked if we should go there instead of Best Buy to get batteries. Eric then remembers that he needs pens, so into Office Depot we go. THEN we realize that everything is on sale. Like, store-is-closing sale. So Eric gets pens, and notebooks, and then we’re walking around, and see that all of the office chairs are 50% off.
So we sit in all of them, before Eric says, “Wait, I need a new chair.”
(Full disclosure here: We have a chair, but it’s really really old and doesn’t really fit at Eric’s desk the way his old chair did. Also, Eric’s mother bought that chair in like 1984.)
So I get excited, and I say, “YES YES GET THE CHAIR.” I may or may not have a bit of a compulsive shopping problem.
So … we did. Then we went to Trader Joe’s, to get catfood, and left with $87 worth of groceries, I kid you not. In our defense, we were out of everything, so we got milk and eggs and bread and cereal and five pounds of clementines.
Clementines are ADDICTING. I think I’ve already eaten about 10 of them.
THEN, we go and get in the car, and we look at each other, and then we’re like: “BATTERIES.”
Soooooo we get out of the car and go to Best Buy, because they had batteries. Then we go home. We realize that we have no way of carrying everything up the stairs from the parking lot in one go, and it’s COLD, so we pull around to the front. We unload the chair, and the six grocery bags plus the gallon of milk plus the cat food. Eric puts it all in the lobby and says, “Here you go, I’m going to park the car,” since we got an email from the management last week that said that they’ll start towing anyone left in the front drive. Which leaves me standing there, holding three bags of groceries plus a gallon of milk and trying to push an office chair piled high with MORE bags to our door. Luckily, there was a guy outside smoking who observed all of this and offered to help me, cracking up the whole time.
“I didn’t except us to come home with all of this stuff,” I said, as he pushed the chair to my door. “We only went to get cat food.”
This makes the guy laugh even more. He pushes the chair to my door and walks off. I then realize that I left my keys on the kitchen table, and I have to wait for Eric to park the car and come upstairs ANYWAY so we can actually get into the apartment. It was quite the night.
In other news, I started re-writing Steamspell from scratch. I’ve been outlining like crazy and I’ve made a ton of changes to the plot. It’s going to be more steampunk murder-mystery than epic, and I’m okay with that. I don’t really know if there’s a market for it or not – nor, at this point, do I really care. It’s going to be a lot of fun writing and (I hope) a lot of fun to read. The title will change, too, though, again, at this point, the title isn’t important. I’m entirely through the first chapter, and I’m aiming to finish it by July. Hopefully, buy the time 2012 rolls around not only will I be done, but I’ll be fully revised and ready to query. 🙂
ALSO, I found out last night that I have off on Monday. Life is awesome.