First World Problems

I've struggled with which direction to take this post, so my apologies if it feels a bit disjointed... but in reality, that's how I'm feeling myself.

I've Moved! ...again. Thankfully I never bothered with sending those postcards to people with my new address, because I'd be broke with the postage charges by now. This should be the more 'permanent' residence, however, so I'm taking the time to properly unpack and settle-in. I've even put up some photos and tchotchkes!

Taking a picture of pictures feels very meta

I'm still adjusting to my new place and in the process, admonishing myself for nitpicking at things that really shouldn't matter. Ok, some of them matter, but mostly it's my mid-thirties-self frustrated that my 'living situation' is not what I completely desire. (Warning: whining ahead)

My 'Challenges':

• My bathroom is the size of a closet. Not a walk-in closet either, but a small closet in a old home where you wonder how they ever stored all their clothes. I can't turn around in it without knocking something over and I have to put half my face into the shower curtain to reach outside the shower to get to the shampoo, soap, etc. My next purchase may be for a new shower curtain, cause ewww.
• I share a kitchen with another resident. I don't cook, so I didn't expect this to bother me... but it does. As an adult I've always lived alone and apparently any type of sharing is difficult for me. Also, I've been a vegetarian since I was 15 yrs old and my kitchen-mate is NOT a vegetarian. I came out of my room Sunday morning to find a squid sliced open on the counter as he prepared homemade soup. I was meeting friends for brunch anyway, so I had an excuse to run away. Which I did.
• I have neighbors outside my window. Yes, we can all see other buildings outside of windows, but as someone who has lived in bigger, taller apartment buildings all their adult life I'm not used to actually seeing people outside my window. And through their windows. If I want to change clothes during the day I either have to lower the blinds on three big windows (I'm lazy) or change in the bathroom (see space issue above). So I've just been changing quickly with the blinds open. I'll have to stop eventually, but for now I hope they're enjoying the show.
• ... and other things that my mild OCD deems to be HUGE issues, but actually aren't. I've Lysol-ed plenty and it's fine. It's fine. It's fine. (It's like a soundtrack in my head I can't turn off.  I can't wait for it to stop.)

Did You Know it Rains in the Rain Forest? I did, but I underestimated the amount of rain. We had a nice Halloween, the temperature dropped on November 1st, and then the skies opened up. I'm told it will be sunny again in April. 

In honor of my new love of umbrellas, I invite you to enjoy "Only Happy When it Rains" by Garbage. I'm trying to channel that message this week.

1990's nostalgia

Stay dry, my friends.