This was one of those weeks where we started out with some plans and then had to put some of those plans on hold for other things that came up. You know the kind of week. Like, we should go here or we should do this home project, but then you find out you need to go to an interview, or one day you feel like your getting the flu and can’t do anything, or just feeling generally unmotivated. Thank God for coffee though, right? Without it I don’t think I would have gotten one thing done this week at all. Jade hasn’t been feeling great this week health wise or morale wise, I’m ready to move on from my current day/night job, and I think we’re both ready to move out of current apartment already.
The construction next door is just too much. From 7am to 6pm it’s guys shouting at each other, hammers banging, saws buzzing, various sounds of increasingly loud equipment, all happening 10 feet away from our bedroom window on the apartment building next door. We are ground level right next to it. We can’t open our blinds without a construction crew staring in at us. They had a projected end date of today, but they have new signs out-front that say that it will go for several more months. The city noise ordinance allows them to do this too. I’ve complained and the city noise board gave me a form to fill out. Not good enough. It’s pretty discouraging and disheartening.
We were excited to move into this new place in one of our favorite corners of our city, but it’s brilliance and joy of establishing ourselves here has been sucked out of it. I hate to sound so pessimistic, but I can’t ignore our feelings or the cold hard facts. Granted there are people on the other side of the world in war-torn Syria that have it ten times worse than us and have to literally fear for their lives, but I don’t think that makes our current situation suck any less. We wanted to make this a place of positivity and creation but its just become a big nuisance and doesn’t feel worth holding on to. I’m not torn up about it really. We’re just ready to move on. It just means we have to move again and this time to a place where no construction is surrounding, the appliances are up to date, the heat actually works in the winter and, God willing, we have a washer and dryer of our own. I apologize for being as dispirited as I am this week but this is the reality of the situation. Things aren’t always going to be beautiful trips to London and fantastic outings to wonderful restaurants. Sometimes things get real. But real isn’t a bad thing. Getting real and raw only allows a person to look at where they are, make better plans for the future and begin assembling goals and standards for a better life. That’s the way I choose to see all of this. It’s a life lesson, albeit a hard one, but a life lesson none the less. The future holds many more amazing things for us and I know we’re both dedicated to striving, working hard, and doing whatever it takes to get there as soon as possible.
And now, a few links we are endlessly enraptured with this week…
Dreaming of spending time in a proper studio space.
Can’t wait to make these dairy free almond and chocolate pots de creme.
Wouldn’t mind trying this line of products that help with sleep.
Dreaming of going back to Telescope Coffee Shop.
Wouldn’t mind owning this radtastic telecaster.