A la Shamelessly Sassy:
I am perhaps the only person in the world, living in temporary quarters with only a duffel bag’s worth of clothing, who happens to also have managed to pack a full spice rack along, too. The isolation in this new city is starting to get to me. I paid more money than I care to admit in order to have conversation hearts and mini candy canes shipped to me in the middle of July so that I can construct the Taj Mahal of birthday cakes for my daughter. This morning my car was nearly washed off the highway by the mere remnants of some hurricane (Hello East Coast? I am afraid of your weather!).
July 25th, 2008 at 3:07 pm
Ooh, the weather. I did not adjust well to North Carolina’s thunderstorms and torrential downpours. I don’t think we had any tornadoes, but the threat was often there. We also saw the “remnants” of several hurricanes. Many times I would sit at school and watch the weather radar for a chance to ride home without, I was sure, dying. I don’t have much advice, except it helps if you live in a building that muffles the sounds of impending doom.