I left my head and my heart on the dance-floor
Rejoice and and celebrate!
I got the apartment yesterday.
I had until 1pm for my sublet to go through in order for my application not to be dropped (again) and thankfully around 11am everything was approved, and like a flick of a light switch things immediately became a million times better. I've signed the lease for the new place, it's done. I don't have to worry about it anymore.
I feel like myself again.
In light of that it amazes me what the last couple weeks did to me as a person; I wasn't as outgoing or chatty or interested in anything, really. I stopped following all my blogs and websites (sorry guys) because I couldn't focus, music didn't make me want to dance, I didn't appreciate food or wine or friends the way I usually do, I stopped window shopping online (what?!), I definitely didn't take Ty for granted but I know I wasn't exactly easy for him to deal with (thanks dear), and I wasn't even really appreciative of the amazing weather we've been having recently.
Last night I felt myself slipping back into my own head; I went for a run, had some amazing eats with Ty and a great coffee hang-out with he and Owen.
However, I realized I was back to normal when I snapped out of a dancing trance at the photocopier this morning while listening to Lady Gaga.
Life is good.