June 17th 2005
sore feet but happy hearts
I am beat.
Mr. Angst and I were up by 7 (I was awake by 6, when the SUN CAME UP. Being north is not fun in that way) and out the door by 8:25 to go apartment hunting. We met with our locator and saw three great units in three great buildings. The last was pretty good, so good that we’ll be swinging by tomorrow morning to file an application and snap it on up. The rent is right, the size is perfect, and the only real negative is that the cookrange is (sigh) electric. Even so, we’re pretty excited about the place, so send many good luck waves that everything goes through tomorrow.
After the apartment-looking, we wandered. I went by Law School to see about buying some gear—namely, a hat. But the hat I liked said “[Law School] Law School” and I am not sure I want to be that person, wandering around with a hat proclaiming that I’m a law student. We’ll see how I feel once I’m enrolled. Maybe I’ll be OK wearing a hat like that in a few months.
And we wandered some more. Mr. Angst stopped at his new school to ask a few questions of the Financial Aid office, then we stopped for a while at a Barnes & Noble for refreshment of the mind and body (fashion mags and a latte for me), then we walked some more. I bought a new pair of sandals, we had drinks at a very dark and woody pub, and finally made it back to our friend’s place. I think we’re going to crash here for a while, until he gets home from work, and then we’re off to a street festival.
If everything tomorrow morning goes off without a hitch, I think this trip will have been a huge success. HUGE. And we’re having fun. It still sort of doesn’t feel “real” but I’m getting there.
