It’s been a productive weekend. I started ripping apart my living room in the hopes of clearing out some shit before I move. I still don’t know exactly when I’m moving. The fact of the matter is that I have a great opportunity to look for exactly what I want. As Beth has pointed out to me, I tend to fall in love with the first place I look at and then regret it six months later. She’s absolutely right. I will say that my place in Providence was a good impulse. This place, not so much. My place in Dorchester was an absolute disaster. Both times, I was pressed for time to find a new place. Now, I have time to wait. I just need to find the patience to cherry pick what I really want.
Reggie and I drove out to Beth and Paul’s house today. Sam and Murphy were up as well as Dave and Rita. Another friend of theirs came out as well. We had some good food and good times. I roasted potatoes and carrots. Beth thought my potatoes were underseasoned while Sam found them to be salty. This tells me that they weren’t mixed up very well. That doesn’t surprise me. I had trouble mixing them up because the bowl was so full. Maybe I need to buy Beth a few bigger bowls.
Anyway, I’m going to settle down a bit, watch some TV, and get to bed soon. Tomorrow is the start of a busy week. It’s all hands on deck in the morning for the upgrade of the PMS and I’ll probably be in New York on Wednesday or Friday.