do you like? (it’s currently in multiple pieces in a box behind my desk because i am homeless).

i move in in 2 days.  finally. FINALLY.

oh, and here’s a picture of my new roommate.

things i’m missing: couch, washer/dryer, tv, tv stand, rug, desk, dog bowls, mop, vacumn, pots/pans, glasses, utensils, shower curtain, all other bathroom accessories.

so yes, basically, i have a chair.

-jessica

but be bright,
bright,
bright as yellow,
warm as yellow.

the innocence mission ~ bright as yellow

i never thought that not having a place to live would be so stressful.  okay, that’s a lie.  i knew it would be stressful, but perhaps i did not anticipate that it would leave me exhausted and sick with worry/stress.

i suppose i thought i would find something more quickly.  or maybe i thought the time would fly by (it has not).

i’m headed home to spend some time with my parents and my lovely puppy, Stella, this weekend.  i’m ready to have some control back, at least for a weekend.  to sleep in a bed/room/place that is “mine” not borrowed.

i’m helping my parents get a yard sale together this weekend.  i used to loveee helping w/ the yardsales when i was little.  my sisters and i, being entrepreneurs at heart, always made lemonade and brownies to sell to the (hopefully) hungry/thirsty shoppers.  we usually made bank (for 10 year olds).

i misssss that.  after the yard sale my dad would give us each a share of the pot for us to spend, or in my case hoard.  i was a true money hoarder as a child.  i saved nearly every penny, usually with some big purchase in mind.  this was the direct opposite of my sister who spent money before she even had it in her hand.

i once even saved up my cash from chores and the decent sum i managed to win at a talent show (i was quite the little performer back in the day) and bought a trampoline.  best purchase ever, btw.  ever.

we had it for years until we moved across town to a house with a much smaller yard.  no room for trampoline.  we sold it, even though it had a small, but noticable hole from an incident involving trampoline sparklers.  (not a good idea.)

i loved that thing, though.  i remember one night when it was actually quite cold, my dad woke us up in the middle of the night and we grabbed a ton of blankets and headed out to the trampoline to watch the meteor shower.  it was quite amazing.  also, my sisters and i used to drag the hose on top of the trampoline and turn it into a giant slippery circle of dangerousness.  great fun, but someone always managed to get hurt…especially our super-lame neighbors.

i suppose i should stick to the present, though.  the present, where i am a nomad.  but this will soon be over, i am hoping.  i think i have found the place.

it’s a 4 family.  1/2 block from a giant park.  it has a nice enclosed backyard.  2nd floor.  sunroom. big modern kitchen. stained glass windows. original fireplace.  little balcony.  lots of space.  walgreens/schnucks close by. allows dogs!

the downsides: street parking.  pricey-ish.  borders the “shady” part of town. not as close to restaurants/bars as i would like.  i might get lonely (this is where Stella comes in).

if you don’t know Stella, she’s my awesome pug/terrier pup.  she’s about 6 months old, and  she’s living w/ my parents at the moment.  i’m so incredibly excited to take her home with me.  i know she’s going to be a pain for awhile, but i imagine we’ll get along just fine once we get into the groove.

if i can manage to hold out for 2 more weeks, everything will be okay.

-jessica

now here’s the sun, it’s alright

the arcade fire ~ rebellion (lies)

does anyone still read this?  why don’t you say hello? comment to let me know you’re alive.

still homeless.