In about one hour, it will be Valentine's Day (or St. Valentine's Day - take your pick), which seems like a good moment to begin tapping my thoughts out here once again.
Still in the same box; still dreaming of bigger things. I have to admit to my own laziness with the idea of moving on. I am in a neighborhood with easy access to a park, a gym, shopping and a general air of leisure that I love. If I do find another place, it will have to be in serious competition with everything that I have been spoiled with over the last five years.
Yes, five years... Five years with at least three other roommates sharing my space. Five years in a windowless room that provides no soundproofing against the happier noises in the other rooms (both on this floor and above). Five years thinking about where my life went...
Okay, the five years will actually be up by the end of June, but I am looking at the calendar and dreaming of the summer and how this province has a synchronized moving date and the chance to obtain a lot of unwanted furniture. And there has been another change in my situation: I have money and I am actually saving my pennies much better than before. And with the debts that I have been paying back, my credit rating may get to the point that I will not be laughed out of an apartment once the landlord checks my background.
I have to thank one of those roommates for this. It is amazing how someone can point out the obvious when you think you have been noticing a particular truth all along. I want to move, as does she, and we both have plans for a new space.
But if anyone reading this (all four followers) knows of a place in Montreal, please let me know.
Okay, I am back! Much easier to get the words down on this new Blogger/Google thing. Much more fun to type and less exhausting than surfing for porn.
Expect more to follow...
Oh, and for no reason whatsoever, here is a picture of a young Helen Mirren in the nude. Enjoy!
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