independent bitches get out on the dancefloor.
All moved in! The only thing I’m lacking at the moment is some sort of extra-large clothes storage device; I see another Ikea trip in my near future. Read: this Friday when I go to Portland to pick up Barny! Other than that, I put together my stupid bed (almost) by myself! I am so grateful to have Drea (I love you!) to drive all the way out to my little minihome to help me out and keep me company. I’ll be mobile again in six days, and then it’s smooth sailing! I am genuinely happy and excited and although I have a ton of organising and downsizing to do, I think I’m also fairly content. Just little old me in this little old studio, with all my cookbooks and my big, cozy bed.
Also, I went in for my birth control checkup the other day, and the lady asked me if I wanted to switch. I complained about how much of a pain in the ass it is for me to remember a pill every day (sign of a truly forgetful person) so she mentioned a few other choices. Long story short, she gave me a PAINFUL shot in the arm, and I don’t have to worry about it for three more months! Now I’m just on the lookout for bone loss. My fridge is stocked with all sort of dairy like you wouldn’t believe.
My god, this post. Can you tell I have no one to talk to?
