There are perks for sure for not having a car. Being home on Monday's [since I don't have to work.] I have been able to do loads of stuff.
1. I don't spend money. If you let me out of the house to just, you know "walk around" somewhere, I'm gonna end up finding something I have to HAVE.
2. I get some reading done. Watching TV has it's perks but after an hour or 2 or really awful daytime stuff, I've been getting loads of reading done. Today I started The Beautiful and the Damned by F. Scott Fitzgerald. It's lovely so far and I'm cruising right through it.
3. Swimming. I went into the pool today and thought that I was gonna have a pool-gasm it was so wonderful [Did I mention that it was 97 today?]
So I swam and read, and had lunch, and read and swam, and looked up more jobs and apartments and such today. I have, again, been in the mood.
Yesterday was a full day too. We went to Mass [Up at 7 mass at 8.] Came home had breakfast and then I picked up a shift so I had to work that morning [11-4.] Then it was a rush to get downtown for improv. I love this next level a lot because it goes right into the scenes. The teacher will give us comments mid-scene and tell us things to change it up or more interesting. He's got some really good points to give out and I really enjoy the way that he goes about telling people how to make things better. And I have a feeling it's becoming known that I like volunteering, for anything, I love going first.
So now, on the rest of this amazing evening, sister will be home soon from hanging with friends all day, parents will be home from work soon, we shall have dinner, converse about the days events and then relax into this [almost] summer night.
Nothing too exciting happening this week. Although things are bound to change...
Happiness is swimming alone and having the time of your life.
Love me like I love reading about NY in the roaring twenties, The Beautiful and the Damned was just a random book I bought, but of course now I'm dreaming about me in a fringe dress dancing the nights away...
I've been in New York for a year, the desire is still tact, the dream is still alive and kicking, and I'm wearing sunglasses. Hit it.
I only really like swimming alone for about 5 minutes. It's not as much fun when you're a little afraid of the deep end (kind of in the same way people are still afraid of monsters under the bed at night...). But I quite enjoyed it last May when I had my wisdom teeth out and I would take a hydrocodone or two and float in the pool on a raft chair all day. Try that sometime.
ReplyDeleteHa, lucky you I had mine taken out my senior year of high school so all I got to do was sit and zone in and out of the TV. The pools only got to be about 6 and a half feet deep, but I totally feel you on the deep water thing. You should never put your body in something you can't see the bottom of. Sidenote: it's only recently that I've been able to sleep with no lights on, the dark terrifies me as well.
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