I woke up this morning in my new apartment and realized. I don't have to get up right away. I can....sleep. This is great and all, but it creates a small problem for me. I will be far less grumpy in the mornings....which...to be honest...is sort of my thing in the mornings. My nickname as given to me by perhaps the most upbeat person I know is Grumpy Bear. It isn't just a mood, it is an identity.
In other news, moving was relatively easy. Banged my shins a few times. Had to scramble to find parking with a UHaul. (whole new respect for people who can drive a large truck. That was not easy) Every time I backed up I was certain I was going to
a. run over a small child I couldn't see
b. run over an old person I couldn't see
c. run over a person in their 20's listen to an iPod I couldn't see
d. do significant monetary damage to another vehicle or perhaps a home.
You can't see a damn thing. Mirrors be damned.
Now I am sleeping on a box spring and mattress on the floor because assembling things never goes well for me. Ever. There are boxes surrounding me. I have no clue where they will all go, but they have to go somewhere. Perhaps elves will appear in the night and magically make them all disappear. Or I could use my new found time not having to commute to put stuff away....
For the moment I am excited to not set foot on a Metro North train for a very long time.......well, at least one that takes 96 minutes. With people wearing too much cologne. And children who act like wild beasts. And who yell into their cell phones. You get the point.
Now to find a decent breakfast place. Where can I find food in Astoria?
In other news, moving was relatively easy. Banged my shins a few times. Had to scramble to find parking with a UHaul. (whole new respect for people who can drive a large truck. That was not easy) Every time I backed up I was certain I was going to
a. run over a small child I couldn't see
b. run over an old person I couldn't see
c. run over a person in their 20's listen to an iPod I couldn't see
d. do significant monetary damage to another vehicle or perhaps a home.
You can't see a damn thing. Mirrors be damned.
Now I am sleeping on a box spring and mattress on the floor because assembling things never goes well for me. Ever. There are boxes surrounding me. I have no clue where they will all go, but they have to go somewhere. Perhaps elves will appear in the night and magically make them all disappear. Or I could use my new found time not having to commute to put stuff away....
For the moment I am excited to not set foot on a Metro North train for a very long time.......well, at least one that takes 96 minutes. With people wearing too much cologne. And children who act like wild beasts. And who yell into their cell phones. You get the point.
Now to find a decent breakfast place. Where can I find food in Astoria?
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