So, sorry. I know it has been a long time, but for some reason, I could not write or even visit my own site. I am still working on figuring out why this happened. I could say it's a "writer's block" but I don't think I can call what I do here "writing."
A friend of mine told me to get back to it "Right now!" and so I am. Thanks E.
Hopefully this is for good.
In the past few months...
my nephew broke his arm.
my mother broke her leg.
they both live on different continents.
The bitch neighbor came to my door last weekend and told me that the children (visiting nephews) were making too much noise.
I looked at her and said:
"You're joking right?"
I could not believe it, she is the loudest, smelliest most annoying and disgusting neighbor I've ever had and she's the one complaining?
I almost lost it (seriously). Now that I've started the Krav Maga thing again, I can just imagine my fist hitting her ugly ass face. It feels so good.
The Quest
I am looking for an apartment.
and I hate it.
"Light and airy"
seems like there are many, many interpretations of that phrase. The last apartment that I saw was advertizing porthole size windows and a living room so narrow that if I stand in the middle, I can touch both walls by extending my arms.
"cozy"
or another small living room with a tiny window (a porthole really) on one side and an open kitchen on the other. It all seemed alright until I realized that there was no refrigerator and that the only logical location for the one I would have to be is in that same living room.
"clean"
-"We just shampooed all the carpets" .... Standing right in front of a pretty big yellow stain on the carpet, in the middle of the room.
"completely renovated"
The guy just renovated the whole apartment.
When I walked in, all I could see was the kitchen. Beautiful tile work, great appliances, stone counter tops, dishwasher, hardwood floors and skylights. The perfect setup.
After looking at this gorgeous kitchen, my eyes immediately locked on the big window in the living room. It's a large, open window that opens ... Directly on the pink wall of the building next door. I would say about 6 feet separate the window to the pink wall.
There is a tiny bit of open sky at the top, but you really have to put your face on the window and look up to see it.
There are a few openings in this pink wall. Three small windows that gave me a eye level view inside 3 showers. Beautiful.
My First Name
I was watching a reality show last night and one of the contestant had my exact name. Same spelling, same pronunciation ... That has never happened to me. I was aware of the existence of "Other Me" in the world but I was never confronted with it directly. I was shocked and for some odd reason I got very uncomfortable. How weird is that? I guess for me, my name is my individuality and I have never had to confront the reality that someone else has the same name, I don't know anyone else who has had the chance to spend so many years of their lives and never EVER encounter someone else with the same name.
Last week I discovered this lady ... Rumer.
It's a little bit weird for sure, but fascinating at the same time.
Last week I discovered this show ...
I think I like it. We'll see what happens in the next few weeks.
