Saturday, June 6, 2009

Battered and Bruised...


It's been a rough couple weeks. Not much fun, waves have been flat, and moving has not been fun. But, I am finally moved in. The new place is in shambles, But there is a good vibe to the place. I have had good dreams almost every night.

Three things this move has taught me: Numero uno: When friends offer to help you, say yes. I have these purple bruises all over my upper thighs from lugging boxes up and down these upstairs apartments alone and, clumsy me, bumping into walls. Numero dos: Think about how much you need something before you buy it. Do you really, really, really need it? It better be worth carrying up a flight a stairs. Numero tres: I have some really great friends. The magical things that happened during this moment in time, because of good friends, made it bearable.

Now, on to the ying and yang of yesterday. I passed my ESE test, YAY! I missed the one moment of waves in a week because I was busy cleaning my new place and thought it was flat. Boo! I could have been there, and missed it. Today I thought it would happen again. Just goes to show how wrong you can be. The picture is of today.

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