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that time again
02.25.06 (3:02 pm)   [edit]

It's official.  We need to be moved out on the 10th.  I knew it was a possibility, because it's more important to help widows than young adults, but still...  The apartment search has been somewhat disappointing.  I make a little more than Amber, but even if we went based on my salary, it's a pricerange that here is devoted only to the slums.  I don't need or even want luxury, but I'd like us to not get raped or have our cars stloen (or live in fear while in our neighborhood, thinking of such pleasantries).  The good news is that the cities we both work in are the safest/nicest in the county, the bad news is that the ones in-between aren't, so one of us will have more of a hassle.  With that said, we have a lead on a basement apartment that is within our budget, and I'll check it out tomorrow.  It may not be ready for us in time, though (by a couple days) but I'll talk to the owner about that.  There is only one bus that goes there, and that is only select hours M-F (and none on weekends), so I couldn't stay out after work until I get my car in a month, and the commute is and extra hour (about 2 total one-way).  By car, it should be closer to 40-something minutes, which is what Amber unfortunately is currently doing.  Amber calls this time in my life a 'learning' one, like I'm just beginning to see some facts of life (which I can't much disagree with).  But why can't I just logically know something without actually experiencing it?  (a co-worker of mine lives in another county, goes all the way to DC on the way to work!)  I miss DC a little.  at least it is convenient to get to.  I miss the idea of family.  Don't get me wrong, I miss my family and friends, but today has been one filled with people, but interacting with each other and not me.  Cousins, sisters, smiling faces...  That's one thing that's missing here in my own life.

The cold weather, a rude sales clerk, and the frustrations of moving have led Amber on a Florida Campaign.  She almost sounds like a realtor sometimes.  Don't get me wrong, I like Florida and all, and she's talking about the only place I've gone there (Tampa-Orlando region), but I'm just beginning to get settled here, and have a full-time job with benefits.  The cost of living may be lower there, but the salaries are, too.  And I like my seasons.  It is nice to wear skirts year-round, but no white Christmas?  I digress.  It's only our back-up plan anyways.

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