Monday, July 28, 2014

Today was a simple day.

Mom was at the hospital most of the day with her boyfriend because he's really sick AND he hurt his ankle, so I didn't do much.

I watched an NCIS marathon.

I made tacos (all by myself!

I filled out all the health paperwork to go in the mail tomorrow.

And I laid around and waited for Mom to get home.

I watched The Bachelorette tonight just because I was bored.

And now I may go to bed.  Just because I can.

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Sunday, July 27, 2014

Let the countdown begin.

Lists are made.

We have to start digging into the black hole that is our garage.

Because not only am I moving, and Holly is moving, Chelsea is in the works to get an apartment (the first one fell through).

So we have to make piles of things to give to Chelsea and things of mine to take to New York.

And get tons of boxes and move all my stuff into boxes because at Campbell I literally just used garbage bags to move home.

All in the next 12 days.

Here we go.

Oh, and today I found a paper that has to be filled out by the Health Department and gotten to NYU...by Friday.  Saved in the nick of time.  In my defense, I have no space to organize things here.  But that's sort of negated by the fact that I've had this for two months and lost it to begin with.  Ha!

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Saturday, July 26, 2014

That time I got TMJ while eating soup.

So you know what should not happen when you're eating chicken soup?  I can add two things to the list.  One - a loud cracking, squeaking sound in your jaw.  Two - a sharp, shooting pain in said area.

Apparently, this is TMJ, according to my mother who has TMJ.  So today has been a long day of icing my face because I took a shower after I ate and by the time I got out my cheek looked like I'd had oral surgery.  It doesn't seem to be doing much for the swelling but it's helping the pain in my jawbone.

I've got to retrain my brain, though.  So many bad, scary, weird and random things have happened to me that when something unexpected and painful happens, my brain goes to the worst thing.  Even Mom said she can't blame me for that, but it's not healthy.  This hurts really bad, but it's not the end of the world.

I'm going to stay away from soup for a while, though.

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Friday, July 25, 2014

Yes, I eat lemons. Doesn't everyone?

Well my mom was home for about 8 hours today.  She's off playing nurse to her boyfriend, and it really looks like they'll end up in the ER tonight.  I don't mind.  I've grown quite accustomed to being alone.

She made a huge pot of amazing chicken soup and left a good portion of it with me.  When she was separating it to take some to her boyfriend and was asking me if one of the pots would be enough, I said "well, is it all for me, or do I have to save some for you?" and she teasingly said "greedy!" so I said "It's not my fault you make darn good soup."  Which is true.  If she weren't such a ridiculously good cook, I wouldn't want to eat everything she makes.  Ha!

We also started making lists of everything that needs to be found in the garage, what we will need to buy, things like that.  So that was good.

Random awesome thing of the day: Mom bought me some lemons, for when I get a craving to eat one, and a thing of mint chocolate chip ice cream, because her lactose-free ice cream is gross.  :)  She's a good one.  I think I'll keep her.

I wish I knew why I am so tired.  I went to bed at 9:00 last night, got almost twelve hours of sleep, did absolutely nothing strenuous today, and am sitting here with my eyes watering I'm yawning so hard.  There are worse problems to have.

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Thursday, July 24, 2014

Summertime Storms

It's a stormy day.  Rain is pouring.  Thunder is roaring.  My dogs are having panic attacks.  You know, the usual.

The weird part is this is the first stormy day in a long time that I haven't wanted to sleep the day away.   On the contrary, I've actually been a bit productive.  I washed both beds' sheets and remade the beds.  I cleaned the microwave (best I could until my back started spazzing out).  I unloaded the dishwasher and loaded the dishes in the sink.  I scrubbed the pots and the microwave plate.  All to find out that Mom won't be home from her boyfriend's until tomorrow.  Because of course.

It still hasn't totally sunk in that Holly and I have an apartment in Manhattan and we're moving in a little over two weeks.  That's just insanity.  But it's real and I have to get ready for the biggest change of my life.  I'm also still trying to wrap my head around the fact that my sister is coming with me, but that's a post for another day.  This is everything that I've been waiting for, but it's scary, so I have to find the rest I've been seeking so I don't absolutely lose my mind in all the craziness.  I think things like the fact that they found an apartment and got a signed lease in 48 hours is a sign that it's all gonna be okay.

Tonight is a Castle marathon in the recliner until I fall asleep.

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Wednesday, July 23, 2014

Another quiet night...

Mom and Holly didn't get to leave Jersey (where they had parked the car at my mom's dad's cousin's house to avoid having a car in the city) until after 5:00 because of car issues...

So it appears that I have another quiet night in this house to myself.

Which truthfully, I don't mind, because I'm not feeling well at all.  Something is up with my stomach now.

So I will enjoy a long night of sleep in my mom's good bed (she lets me sleep there anytime she's not home for more than 24 hours) and pray I feel better in the morning.

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Tuesday, July 22, 2014

Meant To Be

We have an apartment.  The papers are signed and everything.

We have an apartment in Manhattan. In the East Village.

They found an apartment in the East Village in two days.  Mom said people keep telling them how unbelievable that is.

Oh and Holly already has waitressing job interviews lined up. Which is hilarious.

For all the stress and the worry and the fear that I'd be stuck here over the past few months, it all seems to be working out.

I guess it was just meant to be.

Come August 9th, I will be a resident of New York City.

If I am dreaming, no one pinch me.

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Monday, July 21, 2014

Blah.

That's how I feel about Monday.

I'm writing this post at about 5:30 am on Tuesday because I fell asleep about 9:00 from a terrible headache.

I don't feel like writing much about Monday because it was not a good day.

The funeral was, well, a funeral.  There were a lot of lovely things said about Uncle Ed but it was still a funeral.

It was pouring rain most of the day.

And the housing situation in NYC is a disaster.  They can't find a place that doesn't need a guarantor so it looks like we'll probably end up in Brooklyn.  With a stranger for an added roommate.  Oy.

Okay, back to sleep now because my head is still pounding.

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Sunday, July 20, 2014

Things change in a good way.

So Mom and Holly made it up there about 6 am this morning.  They made it through the full through-the-night drive.  Crazy runs in this family, I tell ya.

Holly called me about 1 am when they were somewhere in Virginia.  She and Mom had been talking. She realized she had nothing tying her to Raleigh because she and her boyfriend broke up and so she wanted to know what I thought of the idea of her moving to NYC, too, and us getting a place together.  It's always been a dream of hers to live in the city, as well.  She can apply to transfer to NYU's undergrad chemistry department for the spring.  My immediate response was "Dude, this is epic!"

So now they are up there to find a place for the both of us, instead of just me.  That was not a phone call I was expecting last night.  At all.

But it feels good and now, not only will I not be in a huge city all alone, I'll have someone close by who knows what to do for me in medical situations should they arise.  And plus, Holly and I get along so much better now because we are both trying to distance ourselves from the family drama.  Plus, we have many similar interests, including Broadway and the theater.  Plus, I know she won't try to baby me at all and ruin my chance to really forge my own life up there.

Tomorrow, they begin 48 hours of intense apartment hunting.  Ah!

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Saturday, July 19, 2014

And they're off!

Mom and Holly are approximately six hours from New York City right now, just south of Richmond.

I am sitting watching The Big Bang Theory on my computer.  My goal is to get through all the episodes I haven't already seen before Mom gets back Wednesday night.  I have a list, haha.  I'm amazed I could find a website that let me watch all these old episodes for free.  And no commercials or ads!

I'm going to enjoy these four days to myself.

I'm just praying their trip is fruitful and they can find me an apartment under such tight time constraints.  A few extra prayers wouldn't hurt, if you'd be so kind.  Mom is really worried.

Another perk of being home alone?  I can blast music as loud as I want to.  What do you think I'm doing while I write this?  Hahaha.

Blessings to you, lovely reader.

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