update: i have moved not once, but twice. after a few mishaps i began to settle into my new place. pictures will follow in the near near future.
packing… ever… so… slowly…
sweet jesus- it’s finally friday. i’m still not nearly as packed up as i’d like to be. dammit. i’ve decided that since i don’t technically need to be out of my place til the end of the month, that i’ll take MOST of what i need next weekend… put together the bigger furniture and things that i’ve ordered (pretty excited about my couch! let’s hope that it looks as cute as it did on the website in real life-). excitement! the keys to my own place will be in my hot little hands in a week!
such a pretty day today… let’s hope this weather carries into next week-
last night, i was checking things off my ‘to do’ list of the day and partaking in quite typical thursday night activities- ‘real housewives’ of wherever it is this season (hotlanta… took me almost an entire reunion show to realize that the newest housewife was the chick who sang that ‘don’t think i’m not’ track that was hot for a hot minute when i was in high school ha-), a small glass of wine, and interent/phone chatting with my friend brandon (we get this pretty amusing commentary of the show going ha-). in the midst of this, i get a random IM from who i actually thought was my college roommate’s ex. i’ve got no bad blood with him… i didn’t date him. so i accepted the IM. turns out it was my ex’s cousin (epic fail much?). to be honest, i didn’t really know how to react, and despite consistent IMs from this kid, i simply exited the chat window and just kinda sat there. that last thing i wanted was this kid running back to my ex and telling him things… anythings about me. he doesn’t have that right to know anymore- the right to know how i am. i don’t remember the last time i willingly spoke to my ex. i mean i guess if he really gave a damn, he could scour the internet for this blog… but you get what i’m saying.
the point of that ramble is that i’m sitting here at work, my head 1/3 w/ my new apartment, 1/3 w/ the task on my desk in front of me, and 1/3 w/ the uncomfort i felt last night looking at that IM box.
ugh. f me… i hate that uncomfortable feeling. makes my throat and chest feel tight.
i turned 25 on friday, and honestly i do feel a little older… wiser and possibly worldlier even. i spent my weekend with my old family friends (seriously- i’ve known these people for about 18 years- they ARE family. just genuine good natured people-) just laughing and recognizing the fact that we have in fact grown up. the youngest daughter of the family was crawling when my familiy lived in the apartment over theirs… she’s now about to enter her senior year of high school. the family’s oldest daughter used to babysit my sister and i… i attended her baby shower on sunday (and had a fabulous brunch!). she’s 30ish now. i know that i’ve gotten older, but it’s also nice to watch the people around me and see what kind of great people they’ve turned out to be as well.
2 1/2 weeks left before i get the keys to my new place… AND 2 1/2 weeks til my best friend visits! i’ve been nosing around online for household essentials. hopefully there will be more than just me and a cardboard box after a few days of being at the place ha!
work is work… this place has become an even bigger circus than it already was. my new apartment has motivated me more than ever to get the hell outta here… i came close to walking the other day- hopefully light will appear at the end of this tunnel before it gets to that point again… oye.
so- all that talk about a studio in center city has finally manifested into reality. to my right, i’ve got a large envelope w/ 3 stamps on it that’s hold the signed copy of the lease i’m returning to the real estate company- sealing and solidifying my cute new studio in rittenhouse square (excitement!!). that is exactly how i saw myself living in philly, and after a couple years of ups and downs, little things like that about the life i’ve found myself holding here are falling into place. that’s an incredible feeling. lord knows it’s been far from an easy trek.
this past weekend, judah came down to visit. i don’t have close girl friends, so it was great being able to hang out with her for a bit. we hung out in and just laughed and watched movies friday when she got in, and after an unsuccessful shopping venture (thankfully, it was a gorgeous day… happily making up for the inability to find cute buys-) she and i went home to change and wait for christina so that we could go out dancing. yesterday, she and i tried shopping again (success! for my birthday, i got myself a cute handbag. last leisurely purchase for a while. ugh lol-), and saw ‘away we go’ (maya rudolph and *swoon* john krasinski. there was a point where rudolph’s 6 months pregnant character was w/ her boyfriend, the krasinski character, at his parents’ place. his mother asks her how black she thinks the baby will be. i decided at that point that i should pay close attention to what was going on in that movie because maya’s character will be me when i’m in my early 30s…) and attempted more shoppage. usually when we go out, christina ends up crashing at my place since she lives out in the middle of nowhere. saturday was no different. so post the brew pub, she, judah, and myself came giggling into my house and judah and i told her ridiculous stories from our ‘glory days’ back in school (i met judah because she was dating my friend ian- my good friend who is now in the marines. they actually broke up the summer i moved out here. 2 months before my last serious relationship started to crumble for real-). i’d forgotten about half that junk. i asked judah if she thought that as few as 4 years after we’d met if she thought that we’d be where we are now… i will openly say that i didn’t. not at all. i’m living in a ‘big city’ 7ish hours from my parents/the people who know me best. i’m not dating or even on speaking terms with the one individual i will wholeheartedly admit i loved, and have no plans or wanting (for my own sanity-) to speak to. she and ian have just started speaking again- she’s on a the constant lookout for mr. right, and he’s since run off and joined the marines. i am writing though- and that is incredibly exciting. and she is in fact a high school counselor. crazy. the blink of an eye can change every single thing that you thought you knew… that’s not always necessarily a bad thing though… not by any means.
i’m working on that dream job part of my life the way i saw it here in philly as we speak. give me a few months. i’m more than motivated now with this new apartment.
i’m so tired… work has been ridic lately- oye. i’ve been given a little more responsibility and have taken on the role as one of 2 team leads for a given group in my department. essentially, i’m a mini manager for a group of about 9 (since remember, my department doubled in size a couple of months ago-). let me tell you, i’m constantly moving and i barely have time to stop and take a breath… i do not envy the actual management. that being said however, that still doesn’t give me a reason to want to stick around this place for too long. i’m using all that i’ve been doing as a resume padder. ideally i’d find a job in the city. i’m going to find some sort of part time weekend work regardless close to my new place (which i’m still smiling about- studio in rittenhouse square = exactly how i pictured myself living in philly- damn near perfect!).
quite a little bit has happened over the past few days- let’s recap, shall we?
