Last nite we did a grocery shop, of more than five or six items. Why does it feel so good stocking a fridge? The apartment is slowing being unpacked and organized. I wish I had tons of time off of work to do this, it's so hard to get motivated after work to do much. I have started an Ikea list, I think we might go there early Saturday morning. We just inheritated a gorg arm chair from my parents, it deserves a reading lamp (my dream!!!). When I was little I imagined living in a big city, in the middle of everything. Feels so nice doing this.
We are entering a cold front down here, 76 degrees, and windy!! Brrr.
I have a poem that I want to submit to the Iowa Review. But I am stuck on the formatting of the poem. And not knowing exactly what else to include in the submission. So I am putting it off.
My obsession with finding a library job is careening out of control. Oh daydreams.
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