It’s 8:20 PM on Saturday night and I’m home from a socially distanced patio date with Foxy Silver. Man, I so wish that I liked this guy - he’s so freaking handsome. But he’s also suuuuuch a grandpa and I can’t get into that. He toned it down quite a bit tonight, but I can tell that his grandchildren are his whole life and I’m not digging it at all.
He’s also prepping for a “concert” that he’s giving at his 55+ community on Sunday evening. He told me about the songs he’s going to be doing (I understand it’s a sing-a-long): Jimmy Buffett, John Denver, some Beatles… Y’all. It’s like an OLDIES sing-a-long and I am somehow just EH about the whole thing. He’s like a generation PLUS ahead of me and, while I’ve been feeling just really old during this pandemic (as in, rethinking living in a wild part of town and taking walks in the “tame” parts of the parks), this guy seems so beyond all of my feelings of old, making me feel like I’m hanging out with, well, A GRANDPA. AND THAT’S EXACTLY WHAT I’M DOING.
No more. I can’t deal with that. No more making myself feel old.
I spent my morning/afternoon looking at places to move. I think I’ve got my heart set on a place. It’s in a part of town that’s known for being just outside of the inner city and still has the vibe of the city before you get to the ‘burbs. Maybe this is the transition I need. Not gritty city but not country bumpkin either. And I think I have my heart set on a 2-bedroom place. And now that I think about it, my last four apartments that I loved were all 2-bedroom apartments. I think I need that extra space for whatever reason. I like being able to have a friend or two come stay comfortably with me. I think I want to go for it. I just have to get through the negotiations and wrap my mind around the price.
But the views. Oh the views of the lush, green park and the water flowing through. I just…want this place. We’ll see if I can make this happen. I don’t know. And if this one particular unit falls through, I will see if I can work on another. I just keep coming back to this place time and time again. I can’t help it. I’ve walked the park four times now and it calls me.
I don’t think I’ve been keeping up to date with what’s going on in my life lately, have I?
So, to back up a little, I know about this place because I was set up with a guy who lives there. We were set up a year and a half ago to watch the tree lightings that happen in this park. I just spent an insane amount of time looking for this particular entry, but I found it. You can read it here.
I talk about how fancy the place is and how much I loved it (but wasn’t really into the guy).
I’d forgotten what my impressions were of the place. But it was kind of funny - it all came rushing back to me when I visited today.
Anyway. I’m clearly obsessing about it, so I’ll likely make it happen. Stay tuned.
OK. Enough. I need to put my PJs on and call it an evening. I’m going to Mom and Dad’s tomorrow and I need my rest. My niece can be exhausting and my SIL wants me to do her hair so I will bring all of my styling tools. My guess is that my mom will want me to cut her hair as well. I’m happy I can be a good daughter and help with beauty and make them laugh.
I’ll also bring some bubbly. They like that.
Everyone, please be good to each other. Wear a mask. Wash your hands. Don’t touch your face!
I love you,