
It’s taken me this long to figure out why I’m so nervous in this house we’ve been living in for three months.
In our old apartment, we were near the very back of the complex, the only traffic being foot traffic, and if I saw a shadow passing by the living room windows, I knew it was either my mom or a delivery guy. The only reason anyone had for walking past the apartment was to knock on our door.
In the house, it’s completely, noisily different. I miss the security gates. The ice machine sounds like a construction zone in the middle of Manhattan. My neighbors loves them some 7 a.m. circular saw action, cars drive right past my bedroom window on their way to realizing they’ve made a wrong turn, so they flash their headlights again through the mini-blinds on their way back out. There is a low rumble in the attic near JA’s room that I have yet to identify, and these tile floors do me no favors as the kids drop remotes and books and phones and I wait for the sound of a dropping dead body.
Blame that dead body thought on caffeine. Am I the only one who drinks a cup of coffee then floats immediately out of her skin on an acid trip? Yeah? Okay then, I thought so maybe. No more coffee. I could go for a fudge pecan brownie.
I’m in love with the bouncy space and want to launch myself from a mushroom.
I think I may be having a Dory moment. Hi there.
Oh, I do not think the java has any effect on me at all. No sirree, mam.
Christine is dying for you to read Come on down-Hoping for the Washer-Dryer combo
Spotted insects speak to me in Aramaic pantomime.
love coffee, might love brownies more, and hate house/ street noises, too.
Minnesota Mamaleh is dying for you to read Minnesota Mamaleh- Just This Afternoon
New homes always take a bit of time to get adjusted to. New noises and what have you.
I think the coffee magnified your propensity to anticipate what might happen next. Every once in a while try enjoying what’s happening now. You’ll where yourself out fast always looking at life like it’s some chess match and you need to think five moves ahead.
Beside… Check and mate.
P.S. I dislike the avatar I’m stuck which over here.
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