Here's a first: last night, I slept with the DOOR to my apartment wide open. Why would anyone do such a thing? I did it because my air conditioner has been broken since last summer and I never bothered to get it fixed. When I went to bed last night, it was 98 degrees in my apartment, and I was flattened like a blade of grass. And I was sweating. And my persian cat, who is basically a wiggling fur coat, wanted to sleep on my neck.
So in a city of 8,200,000 people, I propped my door open with a box of cereal and opened my windows - and went to sleep - right there for all the 8 million to see. The cross breeze was worth possible rape, torture and dismemberment. I was sort of hoping someone would abduct my cat and steal a few computers. To reduce the clutter, you know?
Today, I am going to the gym (to the gym!) and then I am going to NJ to watch Liam all day so that Leta can take a nap and read a book in peace. Poor girl has a tough time with all that parenting and I want to help her out. Plus, their yard is just luscious, and I want to be among flowers.
Have I said yet how great it is not to be working three jobs? I mean, being broke sucks and all, but damn it's nice to spend the day with Liam just because I feel like it.
Have a good Tuesday.