That just about sums it up: oy, what a weekend!
It all started with a flat tire on Friday night. When we got out of the car in our building’s garage, we both noticed a loud hissing sound.
It was coming from the front left tire.
Which, as we soon discovered, had a huge hole in it.
Friday night R&R fail.
Fact: on a monstrous SUV, a tire change isn’t a small process. It’s actually really hard to do. It involves me wedging myself in the small space between the ground and the truck’s undercarriage in order to get the jack in the right place. It involves Brandon fighting with the tire wrench. It involves lots of swearing.
90 minutes later, it was 10 p.m., the truck had a new and functional tire, and we were both wiped out.
Saturday morning featured an ill-fated attempt to make toast, which wound up with me slicing through my finger with a butter knife while trying to pry apart two pieces of frozen GF bread. A butter knife! It bled like crazy, which was actually kind of comical: when I saw that there was blood all over the kitchen sink, my first thought was Ooooh, this looks like it could be the set of a Food Network Halloween special gone horribly awry.
What can I say? I have a demented sense of humor.
|Who knew this thing could do so much damage?|
I then spent the day helping a friend move into her new and fabulous bachelorette pad — so by the time Saturday night rolled around, I was toast. I fell asleep before 10 and slept until 7:30, and still had to take a nap this afternoon.
The good news? We’re 90% of the way towards getting the apartment we want!
After a long, drawn out, and fraught process of apartment hunting, the perfect place fell into our lap on Thursday morning. I’m so, so effing excited about this place! It’s in a building we love, in a nice neighborhood (which, thankfully, is in a much less frat-tastic part of town), it’s super nice, and — get this — it’s cheaper than the place we live in now. This is what happens when you leave the uber-trendy part of town: apparently your money goes a lot further.
And it has a fantastic kitchen. I’m talking uh-maay-zing (especially compared to the kitchen in the apartment we’re living in now, which basically looks like the 1970’s threw up all over it). I can’t wait to cook in this glorious space:
|It has an island! Squee!|
We just have to wait for our application to be formally approved, and then we’re golden. Once that’s done, the only task will be waiting the 2 months until we move in — not that I’ll be counting the days or anything (I’ll totally be counting the days).
I figure we have Christmas season to look forward to, followed by our vacation to Texas for the New Year, so hopefully that’ll make time move a bit faster.
A brief November Challenge update before I return to the land of nod: over the course of the last three days, I applied to be an ambassador for three different organizations that I really, really like: Girls Gone Sporty, Sweat Pink, and Greatist. They all take different, yet in my mind, totally complimentary, approaches to fitness, healthy living, and wellness — and they’re all awesome.
It was kind of intimidating for me to apply to these ambassadorships, simply because whenever I apply to, well, anything at all, I assume I’m going to get rejected. Then I get all nervous and start talking myself out of applying, only to wish I’d taken the risk once the opportunity has passed.
So I decided that when it comes to these organizations, I want to be part of the work they’re doing — and it’s worth taking the risk to apply. Now I just have to keep my fingers crossed and wait!
Hope everyone had a fabulous weekend — now for some rest before starting the (mercifully short) workweek. 🙂