My New Little Place...

       So here I am. January 2014. I'm in my new weathered apartment. Her blue paint is very calming, yet there are chips and creaks, and squeaks. She cries as she expands with the heat and contracts with the cold. It's been 98 degrees for the last few days.. okay only 80, but I like to make bad boy band references. My neighbors are nice but OCD. The back gate needs to stay closed because the “hobos are always walking down the alley”. Even though our complex is completely open and I've seen a homeless lady use our unlocked laundry room for herself. However, she decided to change her clothes on my stairs.. but thats another story for some other time.

      Then there is our neighbor Kelli. Who lives in a studio/walk in closet and thinks there are mice in her walls. She complains weekly to the management. They send people out every week, yet, they have not found anything. There is a sign in her car window that reads “ Everybody should believe in something; I believe I'll have another drink”. I believe that Kelli needs to lay off the drinking.

       Anyways, back to me. I have unpacked maybe five boxes. Even though I am home everyday. I sleep at least ten hours a night, and watch tv/read all day. It's nice and I hate it at the same time. Honestly, I haven't been doing too well. I've tried to change my mood, activity. I'm reading more and trying to walk as well, but I'm pretty much the same. Not having something to focus on other than life is killing me. I can't really coupon because we're budgeting money. I don't really have many close friends. Just acquaintances that make random chit chat at parties. Is this what it's like to be an adult?

     I'm losing my inspiration, my creativity. I need something that spark again and my not sure what or how to do this. I admit I probably should be talking to someone rather than writing, but I write emotion better than I speak them. I'm just going to try to mutter through. Keep my chin up and not look at my banking account. It's sad that money really is the root of all my problems.