Well, it's been about two weeks since THAT day (and we all know what day I'm referring to), and life is starting to return to some semblance of normalcy. Gas prices are dropping, the stock market's rising, I'm seeing news headlines that don't have anything to do with terrorism or Afghanistan or memorial services. Radio talk show hosts are talking about celebrities and music and freaky psychic scammers, and TLC's showing programs on the paranormal rather than the paramilitary.
It's very refreshing. Honestly. I'm slowly weaning myself from being a news junkie. Now I'm happy to just keep lightly informed, with the occasional deep delving into one story or the other when I have nothing better to do.
Am I saying ignorance is bliss? No, not really. I still want to know what's going on in the world, moreso than I have since... damn, high school? My freshman year of college? I think my "last big thing" was the OJ trial, and that was just because there were rumors of potential riots on campus if he'd been found guilty. So I'm a bit more tuned-in than I have been in a long while, but at the same time it's no longer the foremost thing on my mind. It's not eating away at me during all my quiet moments. I can enjoy mental silence again.
And that, faithful readers, is a wonderful wonderful thing.
And in other news, we move in... is it 4 days already? Well, not counting today, anyway. Friday seems so far away and closer than I can imagine at the same time. So much to do, so little time, and we've already done so much. And now I get to look forward to two weeks of EXTREME tightness of funds as we drop around $1000 in rent, deposits, and assorted costs. Hopefully I won't need to beg for handouts until the following paycheck. But Z's getting a job, and hopefully we'll be getting bonuses at work again, and we'll bounce back.
Anyway, time to go enjoy some normality again...
