Organisation

Getting ready to move back to Wellington into the apartment me and three others have signed a lease for is proving to be quite a logistical nightmare. The worst part is I don't really know anything about the building or the actual flat, apart from that it's the top floor in the middle at the front - so we probably got the dream flat, but who knows. I keep calling it a flat, it's not, it's an "apartment", so I'm basically living in New York.

I need to somehow buy/find/get a bed, a desk and a chair and god knows what else into some 5th floor building which has one of the more dodgy looking alleyways ever as an entryway which is a tad awkward - but hopefully drug dealers won't be lingering around hawking off their goods on too many late-night occasions. The best thing about this new apartment is that it's new! It was an office building (for Studylink or something I think actually) but has/is being converted into apartments, and they sure managed to squeeze an f-load of them in, six apartments to a floor - and it's not a very big building so I'm not really expecting the Taj Mahal - but it'll be somewhere to live, and it's central, so whatever. Paying $170 a week is exhorbitant - I can't imagine wanting to continue paying that in 2013 - that's crazy money. A WEEK!!! I won't even buy a pair of shorts if they're over $30, but paying that much just to live? Well, I'd almost rather not.

Spending summer in Nelson has been encouraging to get back to Wellington, suck it up and pay the price and here's why: it's boring here. And that's literally it. Having a job has been cute as it helps the weeks pass by and I'm making some money and I shouldn't really be in poverty this year, though I haven't actually done the maths and worked out how much I can spend a week. Basically I'll just spend little and I should be ok, I have savings and emergency loans and things I can get so I won't actually endure poverty, though not being able to go out for coffees and lunch every day might just as well qualify as being in poverty anyway.

My parent's have just abandoned me for yet another weekend, they are obsessed with getting away from Nelson - they may as well just move. (well obviously they shouldn't, but they sure like their holidays) I guess I can't blame them for being active and doing stuff, not like I'd really be spending much time with them if they were here anyway. What are we going together? Sit around all day talking to each-other? Not very likely.

Working tomorrow and Monday so today's my only day off this weekend as I worked yesterday too, so going to hit "Publish" on this blog, go to the gym and then do god knows what.