Oh, such a day. Nothing too remarkable about it, beyond a two-hour meeting, who’s take-away seemed to be that we need to have more meetings so that we can have less meetings. (Have I told you? It’s the Year of the Meeting!) Then drinks after work to wish well a co-worker who’s leaving us at the end of the week.
Which is luckily tomorrow. Not luckily she’s leaving, but that it’s the end of the week. For a four-day week, this has been quite a long one.
Oh, and don’t even get me started about looking for an apartment. My brain might very well explode. I think I’m going to regroup, reconsider my finances and reality, before actually going to look at any places. I may be faced with the very real possibility that I may not be able to afford to move out, now or in any near future.
I’m hoping I’m wrong about that — I love my parents, but it’s been seven years now — but we’ll see.
Are you looking to buy, or to rent?