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Grown Up Things

So the reason I haven't blogged in 11 days, and that kills me because I was doing SO good earlier, is that I finally moved into my new apt! AH! I thought moving into a dorm was big news, this is HUGE!
Well actually the apartment is medium, and my room is on the larger side of medium, but I freaking LOVe this place.
Sure, the floors turn my feet black, the stove belongs in the dumpster, or a modern art museum, the food residue stuck to the inside of the fridge could have supported a third world country, and I don't even want to get started on the bathroom - the bugs speak for themselves. The 2 legs of the table were completely broken off, the couch in the family room collapses in so if you even want to think about sitting on it, you have to perch on the frame, and the shower curtain has mold on it. There's a random frig from 70's in the hallway and a random door in my room that is nailed shut - no hope of ever opening again. The carpet in the hallway has no hope of ever being green (or at least I think it was green at one point) again, and it wreaks of either weed or cigarettes, even at 8 am. I have to slam my hip into the door to open it, sneaking in and out at night has officially been nixed. Oh wait, I don't have to sneak...it's my apartment :) Despite all these little...well....problems. It's MY apartment, and that makes it perfect.
This is what a starter apartment is supposed to look like, if I were living in a condo in Naples it wouldn't feel real...no offense to thsoe living in a condo in Naples ;) This apartment will make me REALLY appreciate my first real apartment.
I actually grew up REALLY fast this week. I bought detergent, swiffer sheets, TP, and had to pick which eggs to buy at Shaw's. I was on my hands and knees for 3 hours scrubbing out the kitchen top to bottom, and made coffee in the morning. I planned what to eat for dinner and paid my first bill. I got a mailbox key and I even plunged a toilet - because apparently Charmin toilet paper is in a lawsuit for clogging toilets- says my new roomie. Anyway l did all those grown up things. It's very surreal, but I think I'm going to fit in just fine in this world.

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