My Dumbass Apartment

Okkkkkkk. So life is hard at the moment, big surprise. I'm in school full time, working full time, writing a thesis, and i have a baby kitty who WILL NOT let me sleep. Ever. Love him, but GAWD. Oh, right, and I'm still attempting to have a social life. I think it was actually easier when I was in that infamous relationship but i might be getting ahead of myself ;)

SO. This apartment. Which I JUST agreed to pay MORE for because despite all its problems, I love it. Or i did. Let me tell you what happened. It's one of these really-not-a-big-deal-but-sometimes-the-littlest-things-are-the-biggest-deals kind of things.

I come home from a long day of classes AND work yesterday. I have 2 sets of lyrics that I have PROMISED to get to Joel by the time he gets home at midnight. It's 10:20pm and I'm exhausted. I already want to cry because I'm just so damn tired and all I really want is someone to greet me at the door with a glass of wine but I know what is really waiting for me are 2 attention-deprived cats and cold leftovers. And my work.

Well, I walk in the door and all the lights are off. They won't turn on. I mess with the breaker. NOTHING. The whole place is without power. REALLY? Really, God? Really, world? REALLY, expensive apartment that I profess to love? REEEEEEEEALLLLLLLLY?

So i go down to security to beg some help as the minutes to my deadline tick away and the tears build up behind my eyes. The maintenance guy can't fix it. He has to call an electrician. Meantime, all my food has gone bad. ALL of my food. Those cold leftovers don't sound so bad now that I actually can't have them. And my attention deprived kitties are locked in the bedroom so they don't escape the apartment because the door has to be open to let in the hallway light. And they are scratching and crying, but I don't think anyone could hear them above my own crying which had reached FULL force by this time.

It's one of those moments that Carrie Bradshaw occassionally has when I really wished I was married. Then someone else could just HANDLE things. Life is a little much to handle on your own sometimes.

But I set up a workstation in the hallway. My infamous blue chair and blue fuzzy pillow provided the comfort and familiarity I wanted and I plugged my laptop into the hall outlet. The electrician LAUGHED at me when he came out of the elevator after fixing it all up. I was quite a site, I think.

Oh, and once the lights were turned on I saw that my cat puked INSIDE my shoes. not on them or around them. IN them. fun.

Can a girl get a little sleep? Really?