Cranky. Old. Man?

There's been a lot going on lately. For me at least.

I put in an application for an apartment that I viewed on Friday. It's in a building attached to a Turkish and a Chinese restaurant as well as a bakery! Hopefully someone won't snipe me on it, but the whole "hey I have a steady job and a possibility of a raise soon and btw, I won't have a car so you don't need a parking spot for me" thing means I have a lot going for me.

And I really want this place. Biggest studio apartment I've found in my price range, excellent location (like next to the post office, the fire station, a block from the bus station, and did I mention an attached bakery?). It also has color on the walls (one red wall, one yellow wall, one brownish wall, very warm and Mediterranean).

This may not seem like a big deal to a lot of you, but immediately after graduating last December, I moved in with my parents, because I wasn't sure if I was going to grad school yet or not, or even if I wanted to stay in this town, or pursue jobs elsewhere. Well, I like my job (most of the time, like all jobs, it's not perfect), but I don't like living about 30 minutes away from said job (yeah... that's how far out I am).

And I miss being in a town. It's no wonder I'm an introvert, having grown up out here. I got so used to people being around while in college that I think that maybe it's part of why I've been so listless.

When I'm feeling listless or anxious, I make things. Or play things.

( things made )

( things played )