My Debbie-Downer randomness...
Well, I made the big move this past weekend. It was pretty uneventful and went relatively smoothly with minimal cursing. It seems every time I move, I get smarter about it. It also seems every time I move I manage to make one major screw-up. This time I managed to pack away all my gym clothes in the bottom of a trunk that I thought only contained bedding and towels and therefore allowed it to get packed into the back and the bottom of a storage facility. I suck.
I went and picked out new glasses yesterday (again). As you may recall, I was torn between three different pairs. #3 (the pair I was totally crushing on) weren't available at the Pearl Vision I went to in VA. #2, a pretty popular pair, were either unavailable or way out of my price range, because they didn't make the cut. #1, which I LOVED were available, and looked great, and I loved them on too, but I managed to allow myself to be talked out of getting them (which I'm totally regretting now) because they were too trendy or whatever. I don't know how I manage to continuously get talked into and out of things, but I do. I suck. At any rate, here's the pair I went with, which I really liked too, and look great on, but... well, whatever. Here they are:
Alright, well, obviously these aren't them. For the life of me, I couldn't find the glasses online. Which has me a little nervous. I'm sure they're online, but the fact that I can't find them must mean that they're not all that memorable, which has me nervous because people already have a hard time remembering me. So instead of just being "that girl that no one can remember what her name is," I'll be, "that girl with the plain glasses that no one can remember what her name is." At least if I had gotten glasses #1 (see below) I would be, "that girl with the really cool glasses, what's her name again? Oh, right, April." *Sigh* When will I ever remember to go with my gut. Anyways, the glasses will be ready in about a week, so maybe next Random Shit Tuesday I'll have a pic for you. Damn, I do suck.
I will forever want you, dear glasses. You are so cool.
I found myself in Wegmans yesterday. I've been in Wegmans a couple of times before, but I've never actually gone to do any grocery shopping there. As you may recall, I hate grocery shopping. The only thing worse than grocery shopping is grocery shopping with other people. The only thing worse than grocery shopping with other people is grocery shopping with other people in an unfamiliar store. Which I did yesterday. Ugh. Long story short, I'm wandering around this overwhelming store trying to find my staples and failing miserably. They didn't have my Greek yogurt. They didn't have any whole wheat English muffins that didn't contain Sucralose. They didn't have any decent grapefruit. Ugh. Talk about suckity suck suck.
It has occurred to me that I am now living in a house of men again. Thank god the dog is female. Thank god this arrangement is only temporary (If they, and by they I mean horribly misguided folk, ever make a movie about my life, I'm pretty sure this would be the title, Only Temporary). I really don't like the part of NOVA I'm currently in. As soon as some life situations have been sorted out, I should be living in a more desirable (to me) location within a couple of months (looks like Arlington is the top contender, but I'm still holding on to my dreams of relocating to Alexandria or DC).
The room I'm currently residing in is set up in a manner that has the TV positioned just so so when you're sitting on the pot (that would be the toilet), and the door is open (while no one else is home, obvs) you can still totally watch TV. Just saying.
I spent my evening last night drinking beer and getting ripped to shreds by zombies. One of the upsides of living with men, they have all the new video games. And beer. They always have beer. Yay.
I would like to take this moment to vent. You know how I've been searching for a job, for like, forever? Yeah, well did you know there are people out there, full-time employed people, who are being offered better jobs with higher pay every day? As in, companies are emailing them and calling them up on a daily basis and offering them jobs on the spot that pay $80,000+ with all sorts of benefits and shit, and oh, can you start this week? WTF? I'm so envious. In the past 8 years, I've applied for over 130 art teaching jobs. Yeah, that's right over 130. And all I've managed to land was a long-term sub position and a .4 position. *Sigh* I suck.
There you go. My totally bummer, depressing Random Shit Tuesday. Sorry for being such a downer. I had the best intentions with this post, but, eh. I'm not feeling it. I'll try to be back to my regular, cheery, funny self soon. I think. I hope. We'll see how it goes.