Falling asleep at my desk...
Posted by: Liz | From: July 28, 2003
Falling asleep at my desk...Yesterday was a big moving day and sort of J's and my first night in Our apartment. Of course we've spent a million nights in the apartment already, but now it is Ours. We switched my bed stuff to go in Kelly's old room, as she has the bigger, well-lit, closet room. We only moved what was necessary so it is pretty stark yet. Krista gave us some curtains to use temporarily as the ones I have are see through and the new room faces the street. Krista's curtains are bright green. On the way from J's apt to Our apartment, we found a pine dresser on the side of the road and took that home with us too. In the light you could tell that there are many reasons why this dresser may have been ont he side of the road. For instance, it is bright big bird yellow. So now with my solid blue sheets and comforter, our room looks like a preschooler's field trip to learn all about primary colors.
There was a big lightening storm right as we were going to bed. It was nice, but kept me awake, as did all the new sounds that come from the street. I have been pinned against the backyard this whole time! I remained ignorant of the street noise! It is very loud. And everything else in the apartment is in disarray, which Max thinks is utterly fascinating, so I had to get up twice during the night for him--once to upright drawers he toppled and once to kick him out of the back room where he was happily playing with the windchimes. Then, after finally drifting off to sleep, I was awoken by chatter on the front porch. Aparently the landlord's son and his buddys were having a great ol' talk at 2:30 am. I let it go for a while, but by three they were yelling into a downstairs window trying to wake up the younger brother and I had to do the irritable crazy upstairs neighbor thing and stick my head out the window to ask them to please keep it down. Which they did very quickly, thank god. After that, it was smooth sailing to 6:30 when the trash guys came barreling down the street.
We might have to move back into smaller, darker, closetless room for my sanity's sake.
PS on Sat night: apparently, I narrowly missed David Byrne, who showed up at the bar after we left. damn
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