I've got a new morning delight. The newspaper is delivered to my door every morning. An English newspaper too, which is not even sold in my neighborhood. Blogging edged out my news junkiness some time ago, and since I don't have internet access during my work day, my news intake was limited to the free French paper in the metro. Now I have something to take with me each day, to read during breaks, and more Sudoku puzzles. I've started up doing the crossword again, a long ago infatuation that I'm revisiting. I hate myself for having forgotten those crossword words, you know, like "Oman port city" or " Ezekial's son". Words you don't need to know unless you're completing the crossword. I used to pride myself on being able to finish the New York Times weekend crossword, but now, humbled, I can't. Give me a few months.
We signed a lease for the apartment yesterday. The lease doesn't start until July, but we found a tenant within 24 hours of posting the ad on Craigslist. When the new tenant came to sign the lease, spouse was sure to point out that laundry is not to be done after 10. "Of course," he replied rolling his eyes, "everybody knows that". I piped in, "Well your future next door neighbor doesn't seem to." I'm reluctant to bitch at the girl who doesn't seem to know what everybody knows because we want her to stay for another year. She's still deciding if she's going to move in July, but she pays rack rate for her apartment, and she lives alone and is hardly home. My kind of upstairs neighbor - except for the late night laundry doing. When she decides whether or not she's staying is when I'll mention it to her. It was better last night, she finished her laundry at 10:45. I sound old being cranky about noise at 10:45. So be it.