Sorry

I'd like to apologize for the last entry. I'm just frustrated. I really am happy here. It would just be nice to not be eating up all my savings on little things like toilet paper.

I need a job

This whole experience of moving to Chicago has been a roller coaster. Every day is a new challenge - emotionally, physically, finacially. I'm proud to say that I have cried very little in the time I've been here. It may sound odd to be proud of not crying, but I've always been weepy. I broke my streak of not crying today, though. Want to guess why? Well, it wasn't because it felt like my hamstrings were ripping off, my knee was busting sideways, or my shins were cracking in half. It wasn't because I got horribly lost downtown and ended up someplace scary. It wasn't because I got passed over for yet another good role in a piece.
It was because I got turned down for a job. Yes, similar to my experience at the beginning of the summer, I am incapable of getting any sort of job. I'm not even looking for skilled work. I'm talking Starbucks, UPS, retail, the post office. Today, it was because public transportation doesn't go to the UPS location. I have yet to hear anything about the 10+ applications I've put in to Starbucks; I even went to the city-wide job fair and heard nothing. I've put in my resume at 4 different employment agencies, looking for anything, and have gotten no response. Arg.

I like the job I have, but it's not paying for much of anything. It would be nice to have something covered, since I've got rent, tuition, food, clothing, and transportation to pay for. Grrr.

I love that I'm here, doing what I want to do. But I can't keep doing it if I can't afford to eat. There must be something out there for me. Just gotta keep looking...

My Apartment

Welcome to number 209! This is the front door, and the little entryway. Just enough room for my shoes, and a nice little coat closet.

This is the "living room," or really just the studio space. I just moved the furniture around, and it makes it much more spacious. I spend a lot of time napping on that little couch, though it doesn't quite fit me very comfortably. You'll notice that I have coffee table books (aren't I sophisticated) and books enough to fit that shelf two layers deep (doesn't feel like home without books).

This is the "bedroom" part of the studio. My little bed seems very little, but it's the only warm part of the apartment (no heat yet). See the telephone table? I love that thing. And that picture of a flower is apparently by my grandfather, so I've got the start of quite the family heirloom collection if you add in that coffee table. If you look hard, you can see my bike in the closet at the end of the little hallway (seemed like a better idea than hanging it over the bed).

This is the little bathroom. Not really much to say. It is nice to have my own bathtub, I use it all the time.

So now you've seen it, and you should come visit! We can borrow an air mattress from Kathleen :)

Cute in Orange and Blue

My Anna baby turned 1 last week. Can she be any cuter?