Housing Diares: 1 Week Later

So I've been in my new place a week now. I moved in last Saturday, so I've spent 2 Saturday nights here. I officially turned in my keys to my old place yesterday. Well "officially" meaning that because of COVID 19 they just asked me to leave it in the apartment and 3 days later, they'd come by and walk through the apartment when it was safe.

Oh well.

Now that I'm getting into a routine here, I'm leaning into my "shelter in place" life. I've stocked up on yummy goodies for the next 2 weeks. I'm hoping to not have to leave my house for the next 2 weeks. It's like a paid staycation - my favorite kind of vacation.

I hope work continues to be a non-issue.

I miss my sainted aunt and that led to crying on and off for most of the afternoon yesterday into this morning. Well, I mostly just regret that her last days were not so great. I just wonder if I were supposed to play a bigger part in that. I feel regretful that I was so selfish. I blamed work and how unhappy I was.

Some things that are going well in the new place:

• I've gone a week without eating in bed. (I've been eating in my office or on the floor in the living room.)
• I think I did 6 out of 7 days not eating after 8p.
• Only woke up once with heartburn cough so far. 
• No internet use in the bedroom, so that has cut down my clicking around, not to a quantifiable amount yet, but getting there.
• No TV in the room (I've been falling asleep to audioboks instead). 

Not too jazzed about:

• Killed 3 or 4 bugs already. Gross.
• I keep knicking and marking up the walls accidentally. They're so sensitive!
•  Side swiping the neighbor's car with the moving truck. Whoops!
• Different things that have ended up costing more because I was trying to be frugal (see bullet point above).
• Undue pressure on myself to try to frugalize everything especially given the state of things. 

In other news, realizing I'm always going to need someone to talk to. Some things are exciting, or new, or anxiety ridden, and it helps to get it out there.  I don't know what this looks like in terms of friendship and my hesitancy towards them.

Still trying to reconcile my death date and how that informs my choices in regards to friends/family, career/career opportunities, seeking joy, personal finance choices.  Do I shoot for a basic life? A life with the least amount of upset? Pursue joy (knowing the risks of disappointment)?

In financial news, my bank bonus churning has slowed down. I think I only applied for one more account. I did get approved for one of the  Chase credit cards. I wish it would come already! I already spent at least $350 getting stuff for the new house. But, I think for my sanity and to keep things simple and not slide into that slippery slope of credit card debt, I'm saving the Chase cards for my washer/dryer. So I only have to charge it once and can pay it off immediately.  So I really need to exercise some patience and temperance and focus!

I should go, lest I continue to ramble on.