Some Words

Well, in a couple of weeks I’ll be going to look for a new apartment in Portland. This is, over the next four months, what I expect to be most stressful in life. I hate looking for apartments. I tell myself that Kelli is the one who is going to care, but really, it’s going to be me. I’m just too spoiled living where I do right now: a 2 bedroom with free laundry, nice layout, and a backyard with a deck and some garden space. Within six blocks are four book stores, Bill’s Imported Foods, The Wedge Co-op, a regular grocery store, a bike shop, a tea shop, six coffee shops, a solid liquor store, and a good bakery. Move that out to ten blocks and you have doctor, dentist, Shuang Hur. I’m right on the main bicycle arteries for Minneapolis and my landlord is mellow and gets things fixed when they need to be fixed. The only downsides are the lack of cupboards in the kitchen and that we pay heat.

I am spoiled. The odds of finding that in Portland feel small right now. All of this is not increasing my written output for the day. Whining does not count.