So, really, living with five girls in a two-bedroom apartment is pretty rad. I'm sure the light sleeping will either take care of itself or I'll get tired. But now is great. Life at the M is good, except that I have to pee. Life in general is good. I just feel unsettled. I wonder about that whole in-the-moment thing when I think "If only I had a house, if only I had another job..." I suppose It's fine since I'm enjoying myself, just a little stressed out. Dangit, I realized I forgot a scrubbie.
Also, there is the sweetest guy who works at the flying M. He reminds me not to be a beeyotch to the rude customers. After Sydney and I had a very nerdy conversation last night about coffee and customers, everyone was amazing today. Some of the nicest customers I've ever had. I forget how much you change someone's day by the look on your face and how much your perfect order means to you.
The house hunt continues. I feel like we get close often, but not close enough. And then we all talk big about how we will go in and wrangle our way into the perfect deal. Mostly just for laughs. Hopefully the current prospect will work out. I asked them to leave the "I kiss better than I cook" sign above the sink.
I haven't started missing everyone yet. I don't think it feels real since we're so wrapped up in finding a house and jobs. I really would like to be settled. And I think once we just get there, it will be time to move to Spain. And really, after that, I might be temped to move into my parent's garage just to have roots.
I think they're closing shop for the night. Adios
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