So much to write and so much to say. Very little time. I’ve been working overtime to earn some extra money, and it’s quite draining to get home from work and know that I’ll be there again in just a few hours. Two things that I need to write about the most: my night out on Saturday (which included Hong Kong, the Rack, being a VIP at Avalon AND a late-night meal in Chinatown), and my commentary on the Grammy nominations.

For now:

I got an apartment!!!

I didn’t want to say anything until it was official, but it is now official, and I’m saying it! I’ll be moving to a lovely apartment at the end of the month — anytime after the 20th. Likely just after Christmas. It’s the top two floors of a two-family house in Somerville, just 7 minutes or so from Davis Square — which is an AWESOME area. I’ll be living with three other girls, two who work in Boston and one grad student at Tufts.

I first saw this house well over a month ago and once I walked inside, it was a breath of fresh air. For one thing, it was the neatest and cleanest place I had ever seen. And on top of that, it was beautiful. The bathrooms have just been redone, there are these beautiful arched doorways with molding, and so much is white, white, white. I do love color, but the white makes it look so peaceful….it’s in such a good location. Davis Square is right on the red line, and it’s only around a 20-25 minute ride from South Station, right down the street from work.

I am so excited. And relieved. This is going to make my life so much easier. I feel like everything’s clicking into place like one of those IKEA chairs that just snaps together. It’s like I always knew what was going to happen, it was just a matter of it starting to take place.

Another thing that was bothering me….the whole weight issue. I began college at exactly 111 and graduated at exactly 139, after a bacchanalian and hedonistic senior week. A lot of that weight was packed on in Florence; even more was added during my senior year. And because of it, the pictures of me from that time are awful. Especially the ones in Europe with Sars.

I’ve tried losing it, over and over again, and it’s just crept back on. But now it’s finally sticking.

It has to be a combination of the long walk from my car to the T and from Downtown Crossing to Southie and back five times a week — probably at least two miles a day in total — plus the weird night schedule and cutting way down on the amount I actually eat because of it. But now I’m down to 125.5.

Those size 8 jeans I bought from the Limited a month and a half ago or so? Now I can get them off without even undoing them. I’m like a guy — I NEED a belt!

So it’s going very well in that regard as well. πŸ™‚

That’s it — I have to be at work less than 10 hours from now, and I’m going to be getting some nice rest. Later on I’ll write about this weekend and post the pictures. They’re good. πŸ™‚