Moving is horrid, but planning out a new house is awesome.
A new car (new to me anyway) is shockingly brilliant, but my poor bicycle is humming 'Lemon Tree' in the office garage.
Sofas, tvs and assorted furniture. Burning a hole in my not so deep pocket never felt so good.
A fridge to fill up and walls to hang with ameatuerish paintings. Shelves to fill with books.
The battle of wills with the comcast guy, the endless line at DMV.
The seemingly infinite choices for insurance policies.
Concert and musical plans. The ordeal of shopping.
Life is confusing, but in the very nicest way.
As a rite of passage, I am going to submit my head to a pair of shears on the morrow. Wish me luck.
