Moving, Swaying and Shaking

I cannot wait to move. There is so much to think about I can’t get my head wrapped around it just yet, but I will. Oh yes, I will. The scariest thing is finding a place to live and getting a job. So if anyone knows of a super-cool job opening, please let me know.

I know for a building to be structurally sound it needs to be able to move a little. Well, I am currently on the 38th floor and it is windy today. The building is swaying ever so slightly. I can’t feel it but I know this because it sounds like I am in a 300 year old house with hard wood floors and it is in scary movie sound effects mode. It is a bit unsettling, but nobody else seems to care.

I had an ear ache this weekend. I cannot stand for my ears, teethe, feet or hair to hurt. Last night I took 2 Tylenol PM and some Theraflu. I slept so damn good. It felt like I had been asleep for about 45 minutes when in fact I had been asleep for 10 hours and 22 minutes. I am a little shaky and there is a definite blondeness factor going on here. Not quite retardedness, but more like an ignorance is bliss thing. And blissful it is, Y’all.