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It is now official. I have been in my new apartment for almost a week now. I must admit, it feels so weird. This is my fourth place of residence since being kicked out last August (rehab, my friend, the folks, now this). It hasn't been easy, although I should feel better now that I am finally on my own. But it is nice to be able to walk around as Meredith all day. Jen Jen came by on Sunday with some household items that were sorely needed, then took me grocery shopping. She blogged about it already, so there's no need to account for it again. It was a funny trip, though.
I see the endo in a few weeks. That day cannot come soon enough. I've also becoming more and more open as to who I am. I am referring to myself as "Mere" a lot on the job. I even made a comment to some of the girls about my taking hormones. They thought I was kidding. Well, I am, since I haven't started yet.
As for the job, it's going fine, although some of my hours have been cut back. Yesterday I cleaned up great on the tips! I like that! It's spending money, and I can leave my bank account alone. Two weeks ago a very attractive woman gave me a hug as a tip, and yesterday this group of high school kids (I think from some religious school) sang a song to me on the boat, using my name in the lyrics, saying how great I was. It was one of the sweetest things anyone ever did for me.
That school is now checking my references. Hang on. This could be it, the event I've waited years to achieve. If I get it, I will finally be a full-time tenure track professor of history. Then I can really move forward.
Oh, by the way, I think I broke my right thumb. Classic psycho ninja territory. I can't even tear the tickets for the boat tours anymore because of the pain!
