Little Suzie Homemaker

So we're all moved in, and I have been living "on my own" or "on our own" for 3 whole days now. So far I'm pretty happy with it. Last night we assembled our Ikea bed and our Ikea chairs and the coffee table. Unfortunately the coffee table is totally gigantic and way too big for our apartment. However, it's useful cause now we can start putting all of this random crap on it. And we can eat sushi while watching TV - which can be hard with a smaller sized coffee table because you can't lay all the sushi out.

I seem to be doing a lot of "around the house" stuff, which is ok now that it's only the beginning of the semester, but I'm not sure if I'll have time for it later on. Last night I was home all day, but I spent a shockingly small amount of time doing nothing. Instead I cooked pretty much all day, cleaned things, and went out to make random purchases, which took almost an hour now that I have no car. I have a feeling that with this new arrangement I won't need to work out as much since I am walking like 20 times more than I used to. For example, today I attempted to take the bus to get to Manhattan, and accidentally took it in the wrong direction. When I finally realized the error of my ways, I figured screw the bus, and asked a random person to point me towards a more expensive, but a much more comfortable and fast Long Island Rail Road. I had to walk an extra 20 minutes to get to the LIRR, and my commute took me about an hour and a half due to my stupidity.

I am also finding out that I am much neater and more domestically-oriented than I thought I was. I am constantly cleaning things, washing dishes, picking things up after Vadim (like folding his clothes and putting them in the closet or in the laundry bag), whereas I used to just throw my own clothes on the chair and pile them up until they hit the ceiling, and only then place them into proper areas. Yesterday I made Vadim lunch to take to work with him (which included 2 sandwiches and several snacks). Later on I made chicken stir fried with vegetables, and salad olivier (Russian food staple which involves an hour of boiling and subsequently cutting up various vegetables) and buckwheat. I hope this can last us for a few days and then I'll have to think of something else for us to eat. It always used to amaze me that my mom has to spend half her life coming up with things to feed us. I would feel pretty sorry for her, but not sorry enough to help with the cooking. I suppose now it'll be my turn. Although if I was alone, I bed I'd still be lazy and would wind up just eating take-out all the time, but that's not going to work now.

My high school boyfriend emailed me out of the blue the other day. We write each other intermittently, usually with prolonged breaks that can last up to 2 years. He got married at some very tender age (like 19) but in the email informed me that while he wishes me luck in my upcoming marriage, it is not something that he would ever do again. Which is disappointing, almost as disappointing as the breakup of Brad & Jenn, aka "Hollywood's Golden Couple". Why oh why can't people make a relationship work?

On another random note, I cannot seem to get rid of my cough and the fact that the mean lady at the health center refused to give me antibiotics is not helping. While the cough is hiding during the day, it comes out towards night time and makes it really hard to talk and breathe. And they don't think that calls for antibiotics!