It’s happened—I’ve moved to my new home! It took four trips total – 2 between my friend and I, and 2 in which my dad so kindly brought up loads of furniture, camping gear, tea, and various other items we’ve had in storage since he sold his house in May. Over the past few days I’ve carried heavy couches, desks, beds, bookshelf components, coffee tables, etc. up kinda sketchy stairs in unrelenting heat and humidity (the heat index here has consistently been reaching 110° by around 11:00 am; today it was 112° by 10:00). I’ve spent too much money on basic necessities I did not have and a couple of luxuries that will make life easier (blackout curtains! I’ll be working night shift again soon). I could not be more grateful to my dad or friend for helping me, and I’m quite thankful to be done.
And so far, Nala and I quite enjoy it here. The complex has a fitness center, pool, and a little dog park about 20 feet from our door, which Nala loves. She still gets to roam free and have a yard of sorts. She’s also keen on a couple of the obstacles and happily jumps through hoops and over bars if, on the other side, a treat awaits her. We have a view of the bluffs and a balcony from which to enjoy it (though, it’s been too hot to really enjoy much of anything outside), and a short walk away the complex has a cute little deck with a bench and a bistro table with chairs just back from the levee. From the deck, we can walk down to get a closer view and have a bit more secluded a walk on the riverbank. To top it all off, there’s a gorgeous and delicious smelling jungle of mint growing in front of the little unit we live in. Each unit has a little patch of vegetation; some flowers, some a tree. Ours has mint!
My favorite aspect of our new home, though, is the fact that we live right on a rail trail that spans about 21 miles, running on each side of the river, and includes North America’s largest pedestrian-only bridge. I’m a bit out of shape,1 so the most I’ve managed thus far is a two-mile out and back run along the trail, but I cannot properly express how stoked I am to be able to run twenty-one miles of trail protected from cars straight from my door. Running has been a force in my life that has saved me over and over, so to practically live on top of a trail that stretches that distance and is dedicated to pedestrians is kind of a dream.2 It gives me no excuse not to start training for a marathon after building back up to a decent base of mileage.3
But other than running, I haven’t done much, and nothing I have done has been by myself. But I’m giving myself time. I’ve only been here a few days. I’ve been busy organizing the apartment so that I feel together once I start my job on Monday. The aforementioned heat puts a damper on pretty much any outdoor activities, which are the main activities I like. I don’t have much money because of the move and being between jobs. I’m giving myself today off from doing any of the things because I feel cruddy. And I feel like everything will be different once I do start my job. It is an incentive. I will meet people. I will belong to a community. I fully believe it will give me a bit of confidence to do the other things I would like to do, like join a kickball league, meet some runner and hiking friends, etc. So, I think it’s okay that I haven’t done much for now, and that I am using this week to get my money’s worth out of my apartment and just hang out with Nala. There is no shame in this, I think.
In other news, I just received an email this morning that informed that that somebody in South Africa downloaded my thesis. Which means someone might actually read that damn thing. I also found that if you google my full name or part of the title, it will pop up in a search! (I tried this several times when it was first posted to a database, but to no avail.) So, since there is a link readily available and accessible, I’ve added it in the sidebar! I’m afraid to reread it, because I am afraid I will no longer like it or be ashamed of it, but I’m posting it anyway. There might be some good ideas in there. Who knows.
1 A lot out of shape.
2 The ultimate dream would be to live on top of an unpaved trail covering this sort of distance in the mountains, or by the sea (especially by the sea), or in some sort of natural landscape, but still, this is pretty damn good.
3 I didn’t mention running/exercise/the outdoors in my first post and I won’t talk about it extensively here because I’m saving it for it’s own post that I haven’t found proper words for yet. But I credit running with everything, and am disappointed in myself for not making time for it during my final semester of nursing school.