Happy Friday (Although probably not as happy as Thursday)

Yesterday was such a great day that I just don't see how today can top it. For one thing, it was absolutely gorgeous outside. So nice you didn't even need a coat. I also got to leave work a little before 5, and that never happens so I put in my ear buds, and took a nice long, 12 blocks in 4 inch platform boots stroll... to a little place where my old co-workers were having a happy hour. 

On the way to the bar, I saw the beginnings of a real Spring everywhere around me. I unintentionally walked past the White House... and sure enough, it looked like Japanese Disney World. Asian tourists flooded the streets with their cameras and their babies, and their peace sign poses... incredible. Even though I'm Asian I don't think I have it in me to actually look as happy as they do... even if I am. Maybe it's because I never had a Hello Kitty backpack. I don't know. Whatever. The point is,... spring is here, and so are the tourists. 

By the time I made it to the bar, I was sweating. I actually wasn't even recognized immediately but that's probably because I was reading (yes Dad... I do read. And no it wasn't Vogue or Cosmo it was an article written for the Harvard Business Review thankyouverymuch...) when the first of my old colleagues arrived. It was nice to see everyone again but at the same time, strange. Strange because so much has changed. More than half the people there I didn't even recognize (because they were new smart ass...not cause I was hammered), but it was fun, and good to see everyone. 

Anyway, tomorrow I get cable, which is kind of a relief because I owed so much in taxes, it took a lot out of my fun funds :) So HBO... it is. Anyway, hope you all have a fab weekend. I'm still going to the Hirshhorn (free museums....one of the perks of being in DC)

Disappointment, Cable and the Art of Seeing the Light

It's been a busy couple of days. Okay you're right...it's been a busy month. I know I've completely dropped the ball on this blog thing but I think I'm going to be able to get back to it for real starting this weekend. For one thing, I have the cable guy coming which means I will finally be able to connect to the outside world via something other than my iPhone (not that I don't love my iPhone but it has it's limitations, and my hands are starting to hurt). 

In other news, I've been so busy at work that I've hardly had time for much else, so I've decided that this weekend, I'm going to take myself out on a solo date. Maybe go to a museum or watch a movie... hell maybe even both....something that doesn't involve anyone else. I know,...you're thinking well...isn't that what you'll be doing while waiting for the cable guy? True, but I want to do something that I'll actually enjoy. Yes. I think this plan sounds good. I have been so wrapped up in whats been going on in my professional life, that I'm starting to feel my personal life needs a little TLC. Plus, I have hobbies...interests, that extend beyond blogging, and working, and well...smoking... although you can now officially cross that off the list. (Haven't had once since January 30th, 2011).

Like Saturday morning might be the perfect time to go for a run. I mean... I haven't done that in a while and I think it would be good for me. Plus it will give me a chance to explore my new neighborhood and find the Trader Joe's everyone keeps telling me about. Then there is a Calder exhibit at the Portrait Gallery which looks like it could be good, but I think I might even try the Hirshhorn. They're having an exhibit called "ColorForms" which looks amazing... light installations are always fun. Regardless, I'm making a commitment to make my own fun because the second you start to rely on something or someone to get your kicks for you, that's how disappointment sets in, and in this life... I'm kinda kicking ash right now so why F that up when there is nothing to be disappointed about?

:) Have a great Thursday everyone. L.

Monday Monday

Where do I begin? This weekend was a success in my eyes. I did about 8 loads of laundry (okay 9), and sorted my dry cleaning, and brought almost all of my clothing to my new place, and with the help of my Dad, was able to hang an amazing piece of art on my wall and with the help of my Mom, (and my Dad later on) we assembled a file drawer on wheels,...and can I just say that there is no way I could have done that without them? Within 2 seconds of hammering in the pieces, my mother goes, "Umm... you skipped a step." Of course I did! The chances of me putting together [successfully] anything that includes a photocopied black and white single sheet of illustrated instructions... not so good. (i.e., Elfa needs to hire a new instruction illustrator because the one they have drew something that looked like a rectangular rocket ship with the screws floating around in outer white space...idiot.) 

On Saturday, I woke up early, headed to my office to pick up my car so I could cart sh*t back and forth to  my new place, and as I was pulling out of my parking space a huge f-ing concrete pillar came out of nowhere and clawed the side of my car! Yes. I know! The nerve! So now I do actually look like a female Asian driver that can't drive. Perfect. Hate when that happens! Even Dad said, "well, better call GEICO...got it pretty good there..." I just love fulfilling stereotypes. So awesome.

Despite the car, despite spending an awful lot of time dealing with my overwhelming and not so spectacular wardrobe, I actually managed to get through an entire weekend not completely worried or pre-occupied with things I needed to get done at work. Of course, I had moments...but I was pretty good about it, and it allowed me to get through the second to last part of my moving. I think by next weekend I should be all good to go (until I'm not of course). Mom...you better keep an eye on your ironing board...I'm just saying...if it goes missing next weekend, don't look at me...I'm the one warning you :)

Although I was able to stress less about work, I had other stresses...like the fact that I hadn't paid my first months rent yet, or set up my online account to do so... or the fact that my best friend left for Paris and is now staying at some fabulous hotel that looks out onto the Chanel store. Then there was the issue of having two friends cancel plans with me on Sunday, which I completely understand but it left me realizing, that the fastest way to get yourself out of a funk, is to put yourself to work. The busier you are, the less lonely you feel. At least that's how it's been working out for me. So I watched season 1 of Mad Men (again) and let me just tell you... I didn't actually have a physical craving for a cigarette after watching it, but I definitely had a mental one... but the mental craving disappeared when I looked into my bathroom and saw my perfume sitting there... I thought...well now I can actually smell it. So I got over that one real quick. I also found, while going through my crap, a whole box of Nicorette lozenges. I should sell those things. They're like poison, but I got them just in case I was feeling anxious. Haven't used them yet,..and people keep saying I will cave but... I just don't see that happening...not when I've been through all I've been through and haven't touched one. 

Anyway, hope you all have a happy Monday. I have to get some work done now but last thing... the posts will come more regularly after I get my Internet set up at home... so stay tuned. That should happen this weekend.

Unbelievable

I just wrote a really good blog post. No seriously... a really good one,...and then hit "Publish Post" and BAM the thing crashed and I lost it! I'm so mad I can't even blog right now. DAMN IT!!!!!!!!!! Deep breaths. Deep deep breaths. Unbelievable. F-ing A.

Taking My Time

This morning was the first morning in awhile that I've woken up and taken my time. Typically I'm in a rush for no reason. A rush to get ready, a rush to choose my outfit, a rush because I have no where to go at 4:45 am. 

Today, however, I literally took my time because I realized... I live 10 walking minutes from my job. I do not have to be there before the sun comes up every day. I do not have to rush. I can actually enjoy this moment. Maybe it was the pillows I bought yesterday at Macy's, or the fact that the paint smell is slowly starting to dissipate from my apartment... whatever it was, it was good and today I feel... awake..... and I kind of can't wait to just be alone in my new place again. 

Have a great day, enjoy every moment, and I'll write you later. 

L.

Learning How to Walk (to Work)

Last night it rained.  It rained so hard it woke me up momentarily, and I lay in my new bed, in my new apartment thinking about how comforting the rain can be sometimes. Last night was my first night sleeping  there. I thought it would be,... lonely, but I popped in a DVD, straightened up my closet and toiletries, and more or less went to sleep. When I woke up, it was dark and I could hear the garbage truck picking up canisters from the streets below. Since I don't have cable set up yet, I played another DVD, and lay in bed remembering that there was no point in actually getting up because hell it was 4:45 am and I am now literally a 10 minute walk (in heels) to work. Fate must be smiling because the rain stopped 10 minutes before I left my apartment and I got to walk to work without getting drenched, (umbrella was left in my car so... note to self...bring that shit home).

Anyway, all is well and the day has just begun so gotta run (need some breakfast :)

2 Months and a Wakeup

It's officially been two whole months since I quit smoking. Actually, my anniversary was on April Fools day but... the point is,...it's been two months and it feels longer to me (and I mean that in a good way). I was thinking about it the other day because it wasn't me that had reminded me of my quit anniversary but a friend, and I thought,..."Wow, I haven't even thought about smoking in awhile! Amazing! I've really done it!" Mind you, part of this is because I've been so busy with all of the other things going on. You know that saying... "Life is what happens when you're busy making other plans?" well... I have never felt that more than now.

I'm at work. It's 7:30 am but I've actually been here for an hour, moving the stuff that's been sitting in my car from my last job, up to my office at my new job. Three boxes to be exact of design books, type annuals, and picture frames... My car is thanking me right now because I just took about 300 pounds off of it.

You would think arriving before 7 am would make the elevators less crowded, only they weren't, and can I just tell you,.... I know what it's like not to be a morning person but I couldn't believe how rude everyone was! I literally rode the elevator up with 4 people (not including myself) with a box full of hardcover books and holding two sets of keys, trying not to pass out and balancing the box on a ledge the width of a dime. So I ask "Can someone please hit 4 for me?" And no one did! Can you believe it!? They all just...ignored me. In fact, after the one man on the elevator got off on 2, the woman in front of me, stepped aside so I could press 4, and kind of chuckled at me. That woman looked like she walked out of a Talbot's catalogue circa 1982 so I guess I'd be kind of a bitch too if I looked like her, and I'm sorry that was mean but seriously what is wrong with people!?! I don't understand.

In other news, this weekend I wasn't able to move everything I needed to move into my new apartment, but I was, (with the help of my best friend), able to move and get some of the more difficult things into my apartment. I even got a TV and a Blu Ray DVD player which... is kind of a big deal because I don't know the first thing about technology. If my best friend hadn't been there, I would have had a TV and not figured out how to plug the damn thing in.... something about DMI something cables or rather...??? Anyway, at the end of this weekend, I do feel like I got a lot accomplished... I have been feeling stretched a little thin, but I'm hanging in there and looking forward to a new week.

Thanks for reading this, and remember... as soon as I get situated (work, apartment, work, apartment...) I will be better with the consistency of my posts. I've had a lot of inquiries as to when I'm going to start up again with this blog, and it's not that I've completely forgotten about it, it's just I haven't had time. So again, please don't give up on me... I'm still here and I'm still committed. (No not like crazy in an asylum kind of way... committed to being smoke free....)