Blast from the past!!
Whoa. How far I’ve come, huh? This is from my old room on Hobart St in northwest DC. I really loved that house, but as you can see, I was a little bit cramped in there. I admit, my current place isn’t looking much better with respect to mess, but I at least have more space to be messy in. And I’m getting better, really! It seemed like no matter what I did, I could never get that room clean. Or I did a few times, but the rest of the time I was like “fuck it.” Hmm, so much can happen in a year. Though Shawn was much less naggy about my dirty room then. Wonder what’s up with that?
In any case, I like to think I’ve moved up in life. Still haven’t found the place I REALLY want, but I’m getting there. Tom had a nice apartment, but with a laundry room, so even in a nice place I’d have to walk down the hall to wash my clothes? Not too appealing. But I’ll keep looking. It’ll be a year in March at Mount Vernon Square, so gonna probably start looking fairly soon. Or, I might just stick it out. Who can say?