I eat alone a lot apparently. I’m dining at one of my favorite restaurant with one of my favorite bartenders. I haven’t sat down at a bar for dinner in a very long time, but I figured that I need to get out and see people.
I guess it’s a desperate attempt to find someone new. At least the potato soup is good.
Back again. Same restaurant, same club sandwich, same famous honey mustard. I am sitting alone pondering the wonders of the universe. I’m not getting too far pondering the universe, but there is something to be said for being able to walk into a restaurant and not even having to order. It’s nice to be known.
Right now, I’m trying to make a major decision. Do I hold out for an apartment that I want, or just go ahead and take one that is so-so. Here’s the situation. I have been with family members and I am about to lose it. I have learned that I cannot live with anyone that is passive aggressive ever.
I have very few options in town. I have found two places. One is so-so within my price range and the other is amazing and a little above my price range. The so-so apartment is available right now, but the apartment that I really, really, really want will be ready in about June.
Do I stick it out with the passive aggressive smokers (I have just stopped smoking and it’s killing me) or do I hang on for the apartment I love?
It’s Wednesday. That means we are almost through the week, and I’m sure some people at my office will be saying that it’s “Hump Day” in an obnoxious voice. I will grab my coffee and just smile. I will try to keep the eye rolling to a minimum.