Today is September 11, 2008. Seven years ago many people lost their lives during terrorist attacks at the World Trade Center, the Pentagon, and a field in Pennsylvania. I now live one borough over from the site of the World Trace Center attacks. So far, at this hour of the day, it feels like I am just as far away as I was seven years ago. The one difference is that I now live in a Sikh neighborhood, where people were wrongly profiled as members of the same group who performed those terrorist attacks. Today I ask that you perform small acts of acceptance of, and tolerance for, your fellow human being.
The iMac is scheduled to arrive today so I will be spending the day camped out at Dawg’s parents’ house where I am having it delivered. I could have pre-signed for the delivery, but it’s my computer and I’d rather be there to greet it.
Yesterday’s shopping adventure highlights: I seem to have lost my GPS, so I had to use a pre-printed map of Queens to get to the store — had absolutely no problems getting there and back. I left the apartment at 10:22am and arrived back the apartment at 12:38pm. (The store is about 5 minutes away, so that means I spent 2 full hours in the store shopping.) I then spent the next 50 minutes, until 1:28pm, making 5 trips up and down the 6.5 flights of stairs to bring in the 117 objects I purchased at the store. Many of them were staple items, ones that we won’t need to purchase on a regular basis, so this number is not a normal number, but the total cost of this bill (Dawg, hide your eyes, baby) was: $409.08 after $16.17 in savings from using my newly acquired Stop & Shop card. The only thing on the entire list that I could not locate was cherries for sundaes.
Georgie is randomly crying and staring at walls again. All the cats do that. I have no idea what’s in the walls. I hear absolutely nothing. It’s very quiet here.
Oh, and to answer everyone’s burning question: The rent here is extremely inexpensive. It’s cheaper by hundreds of dollars a month than any other apartment we looked at or inquired about. Per month it is $225 more than my apartment back in Vermont, but $200 less than my mortgage back in Vermont. (That apartment I had been renting was VERY expensive in Vermont dollars, but it was all about the location.) Dawg and I really lucked out. It helps to know a guy who knows a guy. :smiles:
I’m pretty sure it’s time to go get Dawg out of bed for a very long day at work so I’ll go now. (Yup! There goes the alarm!) I’ll get back to everyone’s comments and emails this weekend, promise!