The last few weeks and days have been mildly eventful. My birthday was meeting friends at a bar. It was a small group but I had a really good time. I went dancing after and drank a bit too much. Seemed about right.
My new bookshelves arrived and I had managed to sort all the books in time. I moved things around in the bedroom too and opened up the space a little. The books that are going are still boxed and waiting, but I don't feel bad about them. I have quite a lot of other paper I want to tackle...eventually, but the main living areas are super cozy right now. All my additions--including a new huge TV--seem to be working out. I had a friend over for dinner and it was really kind of perfect. Maybe I will have people over more often? Anything is possible.
I met a guy a week ago who seemed fantastic and I went into a full-on swoon over him. On our second date, last night, it's like I was with a different person. But I was the different person. I'm not entirely sure what happened. I managed to crush myself with a ton of false hope. But, I'll recover. I always do.
Right now, this minute, I'm sitting the brand spanking new Whole Foods that is less than a block from my house (if you leave by the back door). It's astonishing. The have some wonderful prepared food--I just ate a bowl of ramen--which I liked!--and drank a glass of wine at the little cafe. This is my view:
Grateful for: new people and new places.