Home Sweet Nowhere
So we signed the lease on the new apartment yesterday.
It’s sort of a bittersweet affair – I’m glad to finally have some space that will be all my own, but since freelancing has become sort of a full time gig, it sort of has me a little nervous. We’ll be moving in with basically nothing to start with, and while I love to cook the prospect of starting from scratch is a little daunting. No flour and sugar and spices. No pots to boil things or a pan to brown meat. No vacuum. All of these things are expenses, and me being the obsessive worrier that I am, I feel like I’m wearing some strange shades like in that old movie They Live, except instead of seeing subliminal advertising I’m seeing dollar signs on everything. Bread and Sandwich Meat. $. New dishes. $$. Gas to keep shuffling around town moving stuff and running errands. $$$.
On the bright side, the apartment is in a pretty kickass building – it’s a refurbished junior high school turned apartment complex that we’ve had our eye on since I first toured it over a month ago. The common hallways still have all the old lockers in them, and our door – complete with a frosted glass window and mini blinds – used to lead to the old Principal’s Office back in the day. The smaller of the two bedrooms, my office, already has a bulletin board built into it (teacher style!) and will be perfect for my frantic notecard arranging. I’m pretty excited.
I’m starting to get a little worried about the weather, but that’s just going to be one of those things I’ll have to deal with – unless I start working part time doing things that don’t involve code and photoshop, at least I’ll have my office at home to bunker down in. Not looking forward to driving in the snow, but eh – it’s about time, right? The only unfortunate thing is that this will be the first Thanksgiving and Christmas I’ll have spent away from home. None of my mom’s pumpkin pie or corn pudding. None of dad’s complaints about how he hates cooking (even though he does it anyway). No cheesy tree decorations or old school cardboard star on top. No stupidly labeled presents from our dead dogs or the cats or the guy next door to make it seem like we have more people who care about us than there actually are. Just someone else’s traditions, some other part of town, and maybe trading my yuletide wind and rain for a snowman and some icicles.
Nothing like the holidays to make you realize just how far away a thousand miles from home really is.
At any rate, things are going generally good, and those keeping up with my Not-NaNoWriMo… I couldn’t tell you how many words of worldbuilding I’ve gotten done, but I can tell you that what I’m working on is quite possibly the coolest thing that will hit the play-by-post RPG world in 2011. At least, I hope. I’ve got a pretty good feeling about it and it should be fun to present a completely original setting to the world. I think I’ve also got it worked out so that the same setting can be used for D&D or Pathfinder, so I may give that shot as well.
Anyone else writing? Working on big projects? Gearing up for the holidays? Have snarky commentary regarding the fact that I am relocating (again)? Leave a comment. You know you wanna.
Wondered if I’d see you at Christmas. I’LL be on the Island even if you won’t! Sounds like a funky new place to live, though!