1) going to the laundramat for the first time. (i always thought it was spelled laundromat...but this place definitely spells it laundramat...whatevs) i don't know why this was so exciting. i think it's cause it's one of those hallmarks of being an independent adult. also, i've seen so many shows/movies/heard songs about finding potential dating partners at the laundramat (okay now it really feels wrong...i'm going back to laundromat...). so before i went, i kind of had a little fantasy about meeting my future husband there. what, you don't have these thoughts??
the experience went well. however, i did waste a few minutes walking to a nearby subway to exchange a few dollars for quarters, and upon returning to the laundromat, saw that there was a very convenient little machine right there that magically turns your cash into quarters. but that's just too easy! i thought to myself. when you expect most things to be challenging and they turn out to be easy, everything is a pleasant surprise. not a bad way to live.
2) for lunch today, i had a sandwich as usual, only this time, it was a gag-worthy experience as it reminded me that all i've eaten for months is sandwiches. as i finished it, i realized that I'D HAD ENOUGH. i was sick of them. i never wanted to eat another sandwich again. subway, quiznos, gourmet sandwich shops, i don't care, I'M SICK OF THEM!
which led to me experiencing my next milestone-- preparing a meal for the first time. now when i say preparing, i mean creating a meal through means other than throwing some meat between two pieces of bread or eating out. only problem is that i've never cooked anything in my life. that's not an exaggeration. i've never cooked ANYTHING. it's been a challenge i've been avoiding for a while, and today was the day to face it. i went to the nearest supermarket...
cook, i'm going to cook. i'm going to cook from now on. i can't eat another sandwich. if i do i'm going to throw up. i swear. ok, what should i cook? i need to start slow...how bout a salad? a salad with actual veggies that i cut up myself for the first time ever? that sounds good...
i purchased some ingredients, and, feeling triumphant, carried my grocerie bags home. this was more difficult than i thought. i realized that i needed one of those mini grocerie cart things that people without cars use to transport their groceries...
anyways, i got home and began to prepare my meal. wait. i don't even have a big enough bowl to put this salad in. i don't have sharp knives to cut up these veggies. i don't have a cutting board. i don't have a jar thingy to mix the oil and vinegar. i don't have ANYTHING. ahhhhh!
i pushed past those thoughts and prepared the salad with what i had-- a cereal-sized bowl and a dull knife to cut the veggies. the result was a salad that consisted of cucumbers, cut up turkey slices, banana peppers, and crumbled blue cheese on a bed of fresh lettuce with an oil and vinegar dressing.
HOLLA!
so so so so so so so so so much better than another sandwich.
:)
