Starting from scratch

Well, I did it. I got the heck outta Dodge and after couch surfing for the last four weeks, I'm on my way to a new apartment. Please join me in shouting, Hooray!

Little did I know this is where the real headache begins.

It's been a while since I've had an apartment and I have forgotten how much stuff you actually need. Making it worse is that I'm no longer a college student, and so those luxuries I've become accustomed to in the last few years are not ones I'm willing to go without.

Last night, my new roommate (who in fact is an old roommate from said college days) and I planned a supply-shopping trip with excitement. On the list were two of my favorite places besides Europe and Disneyland: IKEA and Target.

IKEA was first on the list. As soon as we entered the doors, we were informed that the massive store would be closing in 30 minutes. Supermarket Sweep commenced.

After a half hour of hemming and hawing and picking up and putting back, we left empty-handed. "Big mistake. Huge," we told IKEA staffers as we departed. (Of course it was out of earshot, but we meant it!) We were ready to spend at least 40 dollars (that's right, 40 dollars!) and they blew it by closing. Ah well, at least there is Target.

At this point our heads were beginning to hurt and our tummies were growling, since we had planned on dining at IKEA and you heard how that turned out. But we braved on.

Indeciveness followed us around like an annoying little sister, but we were determined to have something to show for our shopping trip.

We ended up with some pots and pans, Brita water filter, towels, and a kitchen utensil set that we weren't entirely sure about. Oh and drinking glasses.

All and all, I'd chalk it up to a successful evening. We've barely scratched the surface of the things we need, but if we could just figure out what those things are, I believe we are good to go.

A day in the life...

It's been a week since my "big move" to the Bay Area.

I don't really feel as though I've moved yet, because I'm still in that transitional-unknown-limbo place.

Trying to keep busy and each day productive is a bit of a challenge, but I think I'm doing OK.

I set my alarm for 7:30 a.m., and sometimes I get up or sometimes, like today, I hit snooze.

I then make my bed, which is an air mattress in the middle of Cat and Josh's living room, make some coffee, and do my Bible study.

Then I turn on my computer, turn on the music and browse for jobs. I try apply for at least one a day.

Then I write some.

Only then will I put a stamp on my day and go to sleep knowing I did something.

Face off

Thanks to company furloughs, this morning my alarm clock didn't wake me and I was able to sleep in until 6:30 a.m. Yes, that is sleeping in for me, and I was grateful for it.

After meeting coworkers for a delicious breakfast, I am now seated at the local coffee shop (yes, Copperopolis has one) and trying to make my day productive. There's so much I need to do, such as find a new job before my big move (any suggestions?), exercise (eh, let's be honest, probably won't) and write a blockbuster film (won't finish it today, but I can at least name the characters).

It's really nice to have a day off to get some things done, because I know the next few weeks are going to be extremely busy.

But, challenging my ability to get things done is, of course, the enemy: Facebook. "What's so and so doing right now?" I wonder. "I really need to leave Jane Doe a message." "Oh my gosh, look at John Smith's new baby!"

Facebook, why don't you want me to accomplish anything? Are you going to pay my bills? Go to the gym for me? Film my script? I'm pretty sure the answer is no.

So when I finally find where Facebook has moved the Sign Off button to, I exit immediatly. But Facebook knows as well as I do, I'll be back. Oh yes, I'll be back.

Home sick.

I thought if you had a cold, you were in the clear for a while. Apparently not.

I suffered from a cold about two weeks ago and it went away fairly quickly. And then all of a sudden another one struck. Boo.

So what to do when you are home sick?

This is what I've done:

1. Wake up really early, because I fell asleep super early the night before.
2. Debate whether or not I could survive a day at work.
3. Call in after I decided I couldn't hack it.
4. Turn on the TV.
5. Flip through channels.
6. Listen to the ladies on the View talk about Twitter.
7. Hmm... maybe I'd like to join Twitter.
8. Nah... too confusing. Don't get sucked into a trend.
9. Start to watch Twilight.
10. Will myself to take a shower and go to the store.
11. Join Twitter.
12. Wonder when Twilight will end.
13. Check Twitter to see if friends have found me.
14. Blow nose.
15. Write blog.
16. Think, I really should take a shower and go to the store.

That's about it. Exciting, no?