The move is (mostly) complete, and today I finally got my internet back. TV, though, is another story....
Anyway, I love the new place and all, but right now it's just a fucking mess. Between work and school, the only day I've had to do anything in regards to this move was the day we actually moved. I'm just now beginning to unpack the ungodly amount of boxes today. Every time I look at how much I have to do, I just kind of despair.
And this place is a lot bigger than the last one, so there aren't enough lamps, which makes the whole apartment just dark in general. That, coupled with no internet or TV (i.e. no access to the outside world whatsoever), made for some surprisingly lonely and depressing nights. It felt like I had moved to a completely different state. I actually looked forward to going to work, just because it was familiar.
School this semester is kicking my ass. I'm taking some harder, less creatively-focused classes, and they're taking up a lot more of my time than any of my classes last year did. I got a little past the halfway point on my novel before classes started but haven't been able to even touch it since. I'm going to grad school to learn how to be a publishable author, yet I've had to stop working on a promising manuscript so I could focus on my schoolwork. Something doesn't seem right about that....
I'm getting concerned once again about money. I need to just force myself to spend less, one way or another. Ugh. I hate money.
Anyway, I love the new place and all, but right now it's just a fucking mess. Between work and school, the only day I've had to do anything in regards to this move was the day we actually moved. I'm just now beginning to unpack the ungodly amount of boxes today. Every time I look at how much I have to do, I just kind of despair.
And this place is a lot bigger than the last one, so there aren't enough lamps, which makes the whole apartment just dark in general. That, coupled with no internet or TV (i.e. no access to the outside world whatsoever), made for some surprisingly lonely and depressing nights. It felt like I had moved to a completely different state. I actually looked forward to going to work, just because it was familiar.
School this semester is kicking my ass. I'm taking some harder, less creatively-focused classes, and they're taking up a lot more of my time than any of my classes last year did. I got a little past the halfway point on my novel before classes started but haven't been able to even touch it since. I'm going to grad school to learn how to be a publishable author, yet I've had to stop working on a promising manuscript so I could focus on my schoolwork. Something doesn't seem right about that....
I'm getting concerned once again about money. I need to just force myself to spend less, one way or another. Ugh. I hate money.
I hear you loud and clear about money. I still can't believe how I had to change my lifestyle in order to survive. The good thing is, that when I start getting some steady money in again starting the end of next month I'll probably benefit from the Spartan lifestyle i've had to live and continue the frugal habits i've developed.
Hang in there. In a few years from now when you become famous, I can tell everyone that I lknow you.