My apartment is awesome, but lacks insulation in the walls, floors and ceiling. This means in the mornings I have the luxury of hearing the maintenance guys cussing at each other in their workspace located directly below my apartment, in the evenings my TV competes with the TVs of both my next door neighbors to be heard, and, best of all, I get to hear all the fights my upstairs neighbors get into.
Last night was awesome. They were fighting about jeans. Seriously, it’s better than TV listening to them scream at each other. I think the girl has a serious case of the Crazy going on right now because, really, jeans?! You’re fighting and crying about jeans?!
The upside is that it helps put the silly stuff I get grumpy about into perspective, provides soap opera-like entertainment, and lets me know I’m not the only girl in the world who occasionally suffers from the Crazy.
In other news, I think I’m about to spend another day baking. Earlier this week I spent a day in the kitchen and made two loaves of bread, two batches of pita bread, peanut butter cookies, chicken salad, and boiled eggs. It was a busy day. But today, today I want to make four loaves of bread (for the freezing), and maybe some cookies too because well, my cookies are awesome.
Also, I need to stop using the word awesome all the time.