A big step?

letter to the girls. Erin wanted to know if we were interested in going over to Canada for dinner while we are up there....


yeah, Canada would be cool. I've never been, fancy that! I've got a passport. Do you really need a drivers license AND a passport? I would have thought that a passport would be enough, since you need 2 forms of ID to get one....

I think I said before, but just in case: my shoes are white platform sandals with little criss-cross straps over my foot, and a buckle around the ankle so they won't fall off! yay. oh, and little tiny silver flecks accross the strappy bits. Just the right height for my skirt.

Soma and I had a fun scrapbook afternoon yesterday. Got very excited and sentimental and found it hard to believe ya'll weren't just in the next room or something... And scarily we realized there were already some gaps in our memory of previous gatherings - like how did we get back from Erin's the first time? Weird little things like that. So I'm putting in little caption-y bits and dates in places, because in a few more years even more details could be blurry. eek. Oh, and we had an idea to get a new album and split it up to "pre-baby" and "post-baby" years, just cuz it's getting awfully full and that seems to be a significant event worth starting a new book with. And it wouldn't be taking out that many pages, and I'm going back and filling in a few more spots anyway.... So yeah.

I need to get my film developed - I took some great pix of the holes in the ground at MUM and the tractors digging them...

I did a very brave thing for me today... I called about an apartment in the paper, and set up an appointment to see it tomorrow. It's an efficiency, so it's prolly gonna be a glorified dorm room, but depending on how it feels I may just go for it. I don't really think I can afford anything more than that at the moment, but maybe in a year or something when G done with school we can upgrade to something substantially bigger for not much more money. If we stay in FF at least... But whatever. Cross that bridge when I come to it. wow. I really hope it turns out to be cute.... I've walked and driven by it several times and the whole house is cute from the outside, I've had a good feeling about it for a while. (this is NOT the place I sprained my ankle in front of. Even though I don't think the ankle incident had anything to do with the actual apartment, but it didn't really feel good there, separately from ankle spraining. Both of these are just from the outside and I could be way off base... :P ) I made a good connection with the landlady over the phone and she is excited to meet me. She knows my parents, and that has the potential to be a bargaining chip in getting the place, even if my finances don't look too shiny, she knows they are here to back me up in jam.

So yeah. It may not be the ideal little place I am daydreaming of, but it might be the perfect place to start stepping into my own responsibilities and taking better care of myself instead of slipping into High School mode at home. That's my theory anyway. I think it's time to test it out.

Wow.

Love yous!
MUAK!
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