Today, Carlton got an invite to a FREE LUNCH with a cardiologist at our hospital. Now, anyone who knew Carlton knows that he loved FREE. Since he died of “cardiac arrest” – I am thinking that maybe this invite comes too late. Too late for him to donate money to the hospital foundation too.
Well, I went to see two (2) studio units. The occupant of one of the units “transitioned”. I don’t plan on “transitioning” – I plan on moving my game to the next level. The other unit belongs to a person who never moved in – she was just using it to get herself a more desirable unit. She is getting her nicer unit in June and will give up her place holder unit. I told you it was a game.
Think I am too frugal to pay rent on a unit and not move in. Especially since I am already paying a sweet chunk of change for my apartment. And, I pay for my digs in Kona too. That would have me paying rent on 3 places this winter. Carlton wouldn’t be pleased it I did that. I wouldn’t be so very proud of myself either.
Well, I will make a decision by Tuesday afternoon. Options:
1. Get the one that is available now.
2. Get the one that will become available June-ist.
3. Just say no to both of them. And wait for the next one.
The most economical thing to do is to move to the Asylum ASAP. Just get it over with. Leave my trendy urban yoga studio sidewalk cafe zipcar driving area in a nice blue county. Move 5 miles down the road to a gritty ESL working class bus riding guard in the grocery store area in a red county. I am perfectly comfortable with the neighborhood. I like gritty working class. The bus service is fine. Not as fine as living right over a subway stop. But fine.
Speaking of bus riding. Half the young women on the bus have knock off Michael Kors bags. You can buy them at any big bus transfer site. So, why, why do non-bus-riding-women buy real ones. I know. I know. Real ones are “real” and fake ones are “fake”. I guess it is like breast implants. Something that I will just never understand. I could never understand why I would want to wear someone else’s name on my clothes or have their initials on my luggage.
Well enough of this. Going to turn off my brain. Do a little yoga. Have a little dinner. Plan tomorrow’s photo event. The war birds. See yesterday for details.
I lied – this is a good article.