tuesday mornings without morrie

It's Tuesday morning, and I'm at the coffeehouse. I got here kind of late, which makes me mad. But, that's okay. I went to sleep early, though, and I still couldn't get myself out of bed. And now that Im here, I'm not writing. But maybe that's okay, too. I guess it is what it is, me getting to work late.

I feel very relaxed right now, I don't know why. I guess it's that old centered feeling. But ... I was having panic attacks about work, but I don't feel that right now. I guess putting in 10 hours a week of overtime has it's benefits, chief of which is that I will actually have money in my account at the end of the week.

And, I potentially may have a new apartment. I'm not crazy about the parking situation, and I will probably have to leave my car at work. But that is okay. At least I have that option.

It's crazy to me, that I actually have the opportunity to have a one bedroom apartment. How sad, to be an adult and not even have my own bedroom. I'm hoping it's nice. The part that makes me mad, though, is that I will have to use all my savings for the deposit. But I just will have to work more on the week-ends, so that I have extra money.