No dinero -- the tagline of my summer -- wait, my life

(this was actually a post from two nights ago -- No internet at new apt yet)

I made myself cinnamon oatmeal two nights in a row -- not for dinner, I mean -- but as a kind comfort midnight snack as I think of my new place, my unproductive summer (thus far), and the overwhelming work ahead of me.

To my recollection, this has been the most of expensive summer I’ve had to date $2750 just for the move. I have paid my share of the July rent and deposit, my sublet room that I stayed in last week whilst looking for apartments, the storage for that week, and finally the calling the movers twice (once to haul my stuff in storage and then to redeliver to new place). Maybe I should be eating oatmeal for dinner?

I make of a note of the lack funds this summer because this is the beginning of what grad life is like for me. Not having financial comfort has such an effect on me, both mentally and emotionally. I’ve hated this move for various reasons: I am no longer within walking distance to my library, not even close to my new my home -- imagine the 10+ books I have to schlep around during finals? I've limited myself -- not my choice -- to one mode of transportation: two buses, which is a bit more unpredictable than the X- line. Buses tend to get crowded and the godawful stench makes the ride so depressing.

Last night I was having a wee bit of fun fantasizing about new dinnerware – e.g. do I want basic white plates or fun, pop art looking colored plates? So I visit online stores: Ikea, William Sonoma, Sur the Tableu, Jonathan Adler, Crate and Barrel, Urban Outfitters, Anthropologie. I think, well, I can get more basic white plates that will last me a lifetime. White plates -- classic, right? But my taste and mood might change, which means I should probably opt for fun dinnerware. As I eyed several plates of various designs and colors, I also looked at flatware, and then a set of knifes, teapots, and wooden salad bowls. I browsed at kitchen stuff for about an hour and then decided that this was not the time to be looking at flatware, so I began to look at lamps, which is a little more practical for a student on a budget. Who needs expensive dishware? I will always need a lamp -- make that several lamps.

So I decide that it’s time to hit the sack but first turn on the tube and try to watch some mindless tv to get me to sleep. And what do you know, it turned on to Oprah doing a segment on Debt diet! Couldn’t I just fantasize and dream a little longer? See, that was last night. Today I unpacked a bit and was cutting through the thick tape on my box, so la di da da I cut cut cut and whoops… I cut a whole through my favorite olive colored bed sheet! Drats. Now what? Can’t sleep with that hole, so now I’ll have to look for a new set. Maybe.

Bedtime: I’ll edit and fix typos later. This is why I should not blog after midnight: laziness overcomes me. Must blog about the pros and cons of the new apt.