I moved! It's even more of a relief than I thought it would be. I walk around giddy with happiness now, unable to contain myself. More like the old Gwen. I feel so much healthier already, and it's been three days. I never knew a friend could be so bad for me. I've had to break up with boyfriends because something wasn't working with our relationship, but never with friends. Either we've grown apart or stayed friends, but there was never a time when I needed to get out right then and there and it's strange to feel this way about a friend. I don't think I'm going to call her a friend anymore.
I bought a bed the other day. Brand new! The frame isn't brand new but it's nicer than any of the brand new ones at the bed store, so I'm pretty excited about it. I had a duvet cover from IKEA that I had been saving until I moved and it was really fun to get it out last night and put it on my new bed. I also got a featherbed and flannel sheets. I went all out. The bed wasn't as much as I was expecting, and I just put a huge paycheck in the bank (all this working is paying off, not only am I making way more money but I don't have time to spend money, either!) so I went to Bed Bath and Beyond yesterday and splurged and then went to work and had a hard and busy day and then came home and smiled at my brand new bed and then put the featherbed on it and then the flannel sheets and then put the new duvet cover on my comforter and the new pillowcases that match on my pillows and got into bed and lay there thinking it's been a long time since I was this happy.
There is nothing better than working really hard and feeling like you've earned every penny you get and then going home and snuggling with a cloud. A soft, flannel, nicely decorated cloud. I slept all morning. And it felt great. When I sleep in I feel like I really deserve it.
My computer at home doesn't get wireless internet, and that's what we have at my new house so I'm out of luck. I think I'm going to buy a zip drive so I can write at home and then bring it in to the internet cafe near my house. I have a feeling I'm going to be singlehandedly supporting them. It's a new business and there is no one in here but me. They seemed surprised when I asked them about the computers. I don't think many people use them. Most people have laptops these days. I'm going to do my taxes and then hopefully buy my very own laptop with my returns.
My foot has been injured for about six months and I'm going stir-crazy. All this working aggravated it at first and it was really bad for a while, but it's starting to get better and I think if I get some better work shoes it will heal even more and I might be able to start running again soon. I read a memoir by a fiction author I really like named Haruki Murakami, and in it he talks a lot about the correlation between running and writing, and how much running makes a difference in his life and the amount of discipline he has, and how much he thinks that helped him become a successful writer, and it was nice to hear someone else say that because I've been thinking that for a long time. Can't wait to run again.
Can't wait to have time to edit my posts and sound less disjointed. I'm trying to tell you everything really quick because I'm paying ten cents a minute right now for internet and I've already spent $3.50 on this post. Hurry, hurry, hurry!
Oh, one more thing you'll be glad to know. Susie (the mouse) has a good home! Where I can visit her as often as I like! My new room mate has cats that are sort of wild and would definitely go crazy with a mouse in the house so she asked me if I could find a place for Susie, and I asked my friend and he's going to keep her for me and then give her back when I move again. Yay! I played with her at his house yesterday and was really glad I didn't have to get rid of her altogether.
Okay, before my $5 runs out I should go check my email and NBA.com. More soon!
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So glad you're back! How I've missed you here! And thrilled to hear you sounding so happy, of course, in your cloud. I've read an essay by Murakami about running too - it sounds like it really defines him (as well as being a writer) - very interesting. What books have you read by him? I've only read Kafka on the Shore and couldn't decide what I thought about it...
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