>I Hope I’m Not Becoming Obnoxious. It’s Like I’m Happy And I Don’t Know How To Handle All This Happiness…
November 10, 2006 § 2 Comments
Wake up at 7 am.
Shower and take one suitcase (no wheels), one backpack, one air mattress, and one laptop bag from Queens to my new home. Drop everything off and inflate mattress/buy toilet paper.
Walk to work. Work.
Set up for big party at work. This is a party to encourage publishers to donate to the store and to thank them for all they’ve done.
Attend party. Feel like I can’t move because there are so many people at the party.
Squeeze out the door.
(I still don’t have any bowls or utensils, so I’m going to borrow stuff from work. But you know how much I’ve been wanting cereal. This is such an indicator of the beginning of being grounded in one place.)
And I got honeycrisp organic apples and pumpkin spice granola. (The grocery store on the corner is amazing. I feel like I’ve been living in Russia rather than Queens. The choices in the East Vill. are endless.)
Got into pajamas and lie down on air mattress for: journal writing, apple and pumpkin spice granola eating, talking on the phone, and blogging.
I feel so fortunate. No matter how chaotic my life feels, I am also constantly aware of how incredibly lucky I am.
I can’t get over how good this all feels. Every day is an adventure. I’ve never felt like that. I want to write more about how all of this living is changing me and teaching me, but right now, I just need to make lists of activities like the one above.
One thing I’ve noticed is that for once, I’m thriving in this stress. There’s so much to do and so many transitions and I’m 89 percent gleeful. That’s new for me.
Tonight is my first night in my very own apartment. Enchantment.