The Logic of it All

So, Friday Ellie went BACK to the ER, this time for some doctor-recommended tests that could only be done in the hospital. My fears were confirmed, she once again has viral meningitis. If the stupid ER doctors had only paid attention to her symptoms and history, this would have all been figured out much sooner. Anyway, she didn’t get admitted, which I am incredibly thankful for. But she is still sick, and will be pursuing more testing and monitoring through her PCP and a specialist or two. We’ll see what happens.

All this driving back and forth has made me do some serious thinking (1.5-2 hours in a car gives you plenty of time). I’m spending almost $700 a month on rent and utilities at my current apartment, and I’m only there about one weekend a month, and probably spent a total of a week there during all of February. I’m not sure how much more my mental and physical health can take of commuting from work to my place to Ellie’s (some nights I’ve gone down unexpectedly, so had to get clothes from home because I was out of clothes at her place). We discussed it over the long weekend (yay snowday yesterday!), and decided that the most logical thing to do at this stage of the game is to move in with her. This way I’m available when/if she has a recurrence or flare-up, and I’m saving money and my sanity.

We’re not rushing any of this–I’m paid through the end of March, we need to do some organizing at her place to fit what I’ll need until we can get an apartment together, finding a subletter isn’t terribly easy, and I want to take my time moving the rest of my stuff to my dad’s and/or storage. I’m also not going to leave my roommates with just the first person to come along–I want to make sure the person taking my place is respectful and trustworthy. Plus, this is a HUGE step to be making, I don’t want to be too hasty or rash. But it does seem like the most logical course of action.

 

Fancy That

So, I found out the strangest thing the other night. I stopped by my dad’s house to pick up some camping gear, and we were talking about my current place. He mentioned that I hadn’t given him my new address, so we went to his table to put it in his book.

When I said the street name, he looked up and said, “Hxxxxx? Hxxxxx Street? I know that street!” I gave him a pretty skeptical look and told him that I doubted it since I’m not THAT close to the street he grew up on (yeah, I’m about a mile from the house my dad lived in till he was 9). “No, no, that’s where Nan and Pup (my great grandparents) lived for a thousand years!” I was pretty shocked to be honest, and we even went into the other room to confirm it with my uncle. They aren’t 100% sure on the number, but are pretty sure I’m only about a block from the place my grandfather, great aunt and great uncle grew up. They’re actually going to look through the old paperwork to find out which house it was.

 

Time, or Lack Thereof

I will admit that I have been a shit-tastic blogger of late, but other than gushing about how wonderful wtbrosie is and all the fun stuff we’ve done, there is really nothing much going on in my life. And I’m not entirely sure how much y’all want to hear about the wedding we went to last Saturday, where I got to meet one of her oldest friends, and we spent the whole evening hanging out with her and her wife, way after the other guests had left. Or about going into NYC Sunday and wandering around Grant’s tomb, and down into Times Square where she patiently waited for me to collect squished pennies at the M&M store (I would have collected more around Times Square, but it was getting late, and we were hanging with another one of her friends), then went to the Sanrio store where wtbrosie bought me a pair of Hello Kitty chopsticks, I got myself a camera case, and her friend bought me a bookmark! I kinda made out like a bandit, especially at dinner (I forget the name of the place) where we got the biggest slices of pizza I have ever seen! The pizza pan they came from must have been about 24″.

I’m looking for a new car, and am looking at Honda Civics and Toyota Corollas–I have a contact at a Toyota dealer in Auburn via one of my dad’s co-workers, so here’s hoping I can get something to work out. Tomorrow I’m swapping rooms with one of my roommates, so I’ll have a big room, and won’t even have to leave my room to access my closet! So yet another full weekend…in fact, I looked at my calendar and EVERY weekend is full! No wonder I’m so freaking tired all the time.

 

Quick Update

Tomorrow at the crack of dawn, Jere, me and 3 high school girls are heading down to Gettysburg for Yearbook Camp. Yeah, I know…but Jere couldn’t take them without a female chaperon, so of course I volunteered. I know I’m not going to have much in the way of fun, but I’m hoping some of the workshops might be interesting, and I’m really looking forward to touring the battlefield. Here’s hoping they have wireless internet so I’m not COMPLETELY nuts when this is all over.

Speaking of internet, I still don’t have it at my new place yet–I need to actually stop being so lazy and set up the wireless router after moving the modem into the living room (it’s in my bedroom right now, which is SUPER strange) and just doing it. I really haven’t even started unpacking because one of my roomies is thinking about giving up the larger bedroom to save money, and I am pretty sure I’m going to take it. I don’t want to get my room all situated and change it in a month. It’s pretty much settled that we’re switching next month, but I’m not going to count on it 100% until it happens.

Basically, life doesn’t really change that much; I’m pretty boring.

 

Ch-ch-ch-ch-changes

Everything is officially inside the new apartment. The room however is wee and I know I’m going to spend the next gods know how long playing Tetris in order to successfully live in the room. After the past month of stress and injury, I do NOT want to move, but things feel so awkward. I know that I just need to settle in and everything will be okay, but I am very much a creature of habit and change does NOT agree with me at all.

I heard from my roommates that we are going to more equally split the rest based on room size, so my rent will only go up by $7 in Sept, and I’ll also be saving $$ by not having to pay for oil or laundry, so it’s tempting, I just need to figure out better oganization for the room (THIS would be absolutely amazing if I had a boxspring or platform…maybe I can make my bed a platform?). And I need to make the cable work. And I need to hook up the wireless internet. Maybe if I had more options for where to live in Sept, but the whole idea of hunting down a new apartment, and making sure I get along with the roomie(s) is such a hassle, and I’m not entirely sure I’m up for it.