Baby steps

I spent the last week settling in to my new place. The transition from dorm living to apartment living has so far proved more challenging than a mere change of address. The logistics of starting a "household", though a welcome challenge, can at times be rather taxing. Everyday I add to the list of domestic tools and necessities that I never knew I needed before. In fact, half of the items on that list are descriptions of the item for lack of a name--for example: Item (6) That thing you use to poke a hole in a can...with a bent triangular pointy thing on one end and a rounded-cornered semi-rectangular thing on the other. Try asking for that in Chinatown; like I said, sometimes the challenge can be taxing.

But despite the small bumps and hurdles on the road to independence, I have been making progress. This past Thursday I cooked my own meal, a three course affair with eggs, vegetables, and (this one I'm not so proud of) pam-seared SPAM. A small baby step perhaps, but a step nonetheless.

I'll keep you updated on the status of my metamorphosis from incompetent "child" to master housekeeper. But don't hold your breath; this could take a while.


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