Updateses, Precious

So, before the end of the month, I should be moving in to my new apartment, though I don't know exactly when. I do, however, have my future address, and given the apartment number I know that I will have a balcony, and that it will be overlooking something that is not a parking lot--possibly the complex's pond, but as frivolous as this sounds, I'm just... really happy it's not the parking lot. I was always a little depressed by that view, in the apartment I shared with my then-husband, there, before.

When I move, my online time will be halved, as I won't have intarwebz at the new place, and want to wait a while to be sure I can afford it, if I do get it. Honestly, I think keeping to Internet Only at Work could be good for me. I might actually get more things done, like unpacking, chores, studying Japanese, or just plain reading more... maybe get back into my sculpting and other crafty things... possibly even get some serious work done on this damn novel. I'm hoping the rest will let me be fresh and energetic for the time I am online and able to play my RPGs.

My only worry for this plan, is that I might need to cut my RP venues down from two to one in order to properly keep up, and I have no idea whether I would choose my beloved gargleblasted or pandoraheartsdr. I adore everything about both, and would hate to give up my interactions in either, so it's a mildly stressful conundrum, even if they are only games. (Both have helped keep me sane in times when I needed the distraction, and I've made some wonderful friends through them.)

I'm really looking forward to this move--to having a space that's utterly my own in which I don't have to wait or worry about anyone else but me and my cat. I'll be able to sleep when I please (hopefully undisturbed), wander around when I have a night off without worrying about keeping anyone else awake, and eat without having to wait for everyone to be gathered for dinner (which is usually about three hours after I've started to get really hungry).

I'm letting myself use some of the money that's been socked away, for the move, and I'm trying to remain frugal about what I'm allowed to buy, keep it to pots and pans, getting utilities started, and maybe a stick or two of furniture, though there's very little I'll need, given some of the heirlooms the Great Aunts left to me.

If I'm good about this, the most frivolous thing I'll spend any of it on is getting a few prints framed, which I've been meaning to do for ages, and... maybe one new print I've had my eye on for just as long. >_> So long as there are no slings and arrows of outrageous fortune and I don't do anything stupid, maintaining self-control should be the worst of my worries.

Speaking of self-control, I should be making my way bed-ward. I need to be up by noon to deliver some paperwork from the bank to the courthouse and back...