Monday, May 24, 2010
The obligatory Oakwood post
I just can't bring myself to. I swear to God, every time I sink into those down pillows at night and pull that fluffy, white comforter over my shoulders, I feel like a goddamned princess. Here I am in this place with everything I need - FOR FREE - and I've done nothing to deserve it (ok, I guess I passed the OA, which is what my husband did to deserve it, but my employment hasn't kicked in yet, so nyah). We have a couch! I can't believe I ever used to nap on my bed! We have a dishwasher that we can afford to run! The kitchen is small, but we have so much more counter space than I can use in the preparation of one meal! We have a maid! That's disconcerting, but lovely! We have a pool, and a hottub, and a bank of grills, and a playground and free yoga classes and more stuff than I have had time to take advantage of (stupid rain)!
And I don't have a job, and my knitting is in transit, and I am bored out of my skull. But let me tell you, this government-issued 1br apartment still seems to good to be true!