Yay, working internet connection! Woohoo! I got to Boston Wednesday morning and I’ve been going nonstop ever since. And for a while it seemed like nothing would go right, so it’s nice to finally have my wireless connection up and running. Hooray for small miracles.
Wednesday was exhausting, I tell you what. (Heidi, for some reason, that phrase makes me think of you.) I got to my apartment and stood in the lobby with my ginormous suitcases for a little bit, hopping around anxiously, hoping the front desk person would show up two hours early for duty and let me in. Fortunately, a maintenance guy wandered through and gave me my keys. My apartment is still great. It seemed smaller than I remembered at first, but the more I’ve paced around it it seems pretty good sized. I guess it’s easy to feel cavernous when the only pieces of “furniture” I have are an inflatable bed and a standing fan.
I decided to just push through the red-eye tiredness on Wednesday and I ran a bunch of errands, including going downtown to pick up my ZipCar card. I immediately rented a car and befuddled my way over to Target, where I did a SuperMarket Sweep-style shopping spree in order to get the car back on time (I hadn’t planned on getting lost for almost an hour, but on the bright side I now know the area a little better). Have I mentioned how much I love Target? I spent a fortune, but it saved my life (the air mattress is surprisingly comfy and I got a bunch of other necessities for the apartment).
Here are the dishes I got:
And the silverware I picked out:
Isn’t it nice and modern? Anyway, after Target and a couple of other stops, I had to rush to campus for my first Excel workshop. Perhaps signing up for a class on my very first (red-eyed) evening here wasn’t such a good idea, but I did manage to follow along and stay awake the whole time. And then, the best part of the day was getting off the T (a.k.a. the subway) at my apartment and picking up a burrito from the taqueria on the corner. I also bought a bottle of wine at the liquor store, but was too delirious to remember that I didn’t have a corkscrew. Oh well. I still slept fantastically.
