Entry numero dos

I’m sitting in my new living room sipping my peach/mango V8 juice (gotta get those fruits and veggies, yo) and writing my next blog to you. I am also trying to relax. This is about the only multi-tasking I want to engage in right now. It has been an eventful and exciting week. I learned a new word: prorate. Did you know that you don’t have to be charged the entire month’s rent if you don’t move in on the first day of the month? Yes, this is entirely logical. I didn’t know there was a term for it though. I saved about $270 just because of this wonderful new word. Oh prorate. Thank you, my dear father, for teaching me this word and empowering me to use it in a sentence.
For any of you that have ventured outside your parent’s home and the safety net of the college dorm, you will understand what I am about to say. Living on your own is not easy. I don’t think I even fully appreciate that yet. Traffic is a pain. Food is scarce. Money is a constant concern. Oh, and did I mention that it’s only been three days? I am NOT complaining. I am in awe. How do people do this every day? I am beginning to see why adults are so stressed out. They have so much to juggle. There is so much to do just to live. It’s been fun, but quite demanding. I know this all takes getting used to. I just have to form the habit and get in the groove. Any more clichés I can encourage myself with? No really though, I know this all gets easier with time. I just hope time doesn’t take its time with me.
Even though food is scarce and money is scarcer, I felt as though the right thing to do in order to thank and reward my family for triple-handedly moving me into my new apartment (while I was at work, don’t get any ideas about me being a lazy/spoiled bum) was to treat them to a nice dinner. Moving two couches, two tables, eight chairs, a bed, a dresser, a TV, and who knows how many boxes into this place can really work up an appetite. In order to pay for this, I had to transfer money to my checking account. To do this, I had to go online. *Hold on, I’m getting to the point* To get online, I had to borrow the wifi off some unsuspecting neighbor. Now, I really don’t like doing this. First of all, why steal what you already have? This is also one of my lines of thought behind not cheating on the person you are with (just a fun fact for ya). Second of all, the words “unsecured network” are not comforting when accessing your bank account online. I get a little worried when I see that little warning box that says: “Oh hey, by the way, other people will probably be able to see what you’re doing on your computer when you’re hooked up to this network. Just so you know. K, bye”. Well, you get the drift. I am quite happy to announce that my wireless router was perched on my doorstep when I came home. I welcomed it inside, sat it on the table, and smiled at it. I’m going to set up its space later so I can post this bloggy blog for you to read. Back to dinner. It was fairly uneventful. It was your average nice dinner with the family. I felt special being able to buy something nice for them after they were able to do something so nice for me. It wasn’t an even trade, but it was something. After dinner, we went to Publix to buy dessert. My parents ended up also buying me “just a few things you absolutely need”. They overwhelm me. I know I’m short on cash, but sometimes I feel undeserving of their kindness. They fill up my gas tank when they borrow my car. They buy me food whenever they’re in town. They slip cash into my wallet. They make calls for me when I’m at work. They’re just good people.
My family is teaching me how I should be. Their kindness inspires me. They make me want to be like them. I want to be that same kind of excellent person. It wasn’t much, but I helped a friend move into her place yesterday. It’s a small start in paying it forward. I’m beginning to form a theory. People are so upset and lonely because we haven’t learned to share. We don’t return favors. You don’t have to necessarily always return the same kind of favor to the same person. Then it just becomes a contest of who paid who back. We need to pass kindness on. When we receive kindness, we give it out. Even if we don’t receive kindness, we should still be kind. The chain needs to start somewhere. Have it start with you.
Well, the rabbit enticed me down his hole again. My tendency to digress concurrently increases with the level of my exhaustion. In other words, there is a positive correlation. As you can see, I am trying to get back in the habit of talking like a Senior-level Psychology student. I have also been watching “Big Bang Theory”, so my inner nerd is coming out to play.
I am watching to sun set as I sit on my new-to-me leather couch. I just noticed that I’m not playing music. I must admit, the stillness is a peaceful kind of quiet. I should leave the music off more often. I have no song to leave you with this time (see previous sentence as to why not), but I’m sure you will cope. I should really unpack some more boxes. Fun.
Thanks for peeking in my brain. Excuse the clutter. Visit again soon!