Prima

So I've officially started my new job and have just about finished moving into my new apartment. This first week in the real world has been really eye opening for me. First of all, I never realized just how long of a day 9 to 5 was. But being in Greene has been...an experience to say the least. I am not at all used to life in a small town. Everybody knows everybody and so everybody knows they don't know me. I have been introduced to a few, all who think it is hilarious that my co worker's name is the same as mine...like I've never had to use my last name or at least a nickname before to differentiate. They are all so nice and friendly, its almost unreal. I've even already made it into the paper, which was probably the moment I realized just how small the town was.

My coworker and I had gone out to look for somewhere for lunch. We turn one corner and this woman throws her hands up in the air and goes "Young people!" She was conducting a poll on whether or not kids should be allowed to have cell phones in schools and had only found old men so far. She's actually the editor, so that should give you an idea of how small the paper is at least if she was doing her own street poll. We gave her our answers and she very enthusiastically welcomed us to Greene and told us to come visit her anytime at the paper. It is so cute how happy everyone is to have us there.

As interesting as its been to be in Greene though, its made moving difficult. By the time I get home, I'm so tired and don't want to do anything that takes effort. Instead, I catch dinner with friends or watch a movie with my boyfriend. I've gotten all the big stuff out, but I've still got a good bit of work to do before tomorrow when I have to be out. But I love my new apartment. I have a loft space to separate my bedroom from the living room area and my cat loves running up and down the ladder. I have a communal kitchen which I'm not wild about, but I can handle it and may not have to worry about sharing for much longer (aka the other girl may be leaving soon for the summer). I just wish I had known about this place sooner, instead of getting to live here only for the next two months until my internship is up.

Next week should be nice. I'll be done moving, I'll (hopefully) be getting used to the 9-5), and I'll start being more social again. For now, I've got to get back to packing.