Last night was interesting. After a drink at the Mt. Washington Tavern, I went over to Sylvia's. Even though the apartment is in another building (same complex), it looks EXACTLY the same- same smell, same trash can, same sheets, same breadbox, same water bottles, same shampoo, same pictures on the wall... Some things never change. The weirdest things was that the door on the spare bedroom in the old apartment never closed all the way. Well, neither did this one. Oh, and the floor squeaked in the same places. We talked for 4 hours with 98% of it about her and her friends and family. All she really wanted to know is that I was taking care of myself. Then there was the food thing. Like all grandmothers, she wanted to feed me. The thought of eating all that food makes me sick. I don't know how people eat all the time. Once I have dinner, that's it. I don't need to eat something else 2 hours later. I tried to get her to talk about growing up in Baltimore, but she kept changing the subject- not because she didn't want to talk about it but because she didn't really hear my questions to begin with. In other words, she hasn't changed. But I made her so happy by going over there and I guess that counts for something. I didn't have anywhere to stay last night since Eytan was going to bed early and couldn't let me in so she said I could stay there. She said Matt might fall over when he finds out, but it shouldn't be a problem. When he got home she met him at the door to tell him I was there. He said, "Who?" Then I saw him and he actually gave me a hug. Sylvia was shocked and pleased. Then they went to bed and I caught up on some work that I'd been putting off. I actually went through all 125 emails. In the morning I said goodbye. Matt grabbed my shoulders and said, in a dramatic tone, something like, "I hope all your dreams and achievements are fullfilled in the upcoming year." Whoa! He's never said anything like that to me EVER. It was all very odd. I think it was definitely worth going and I'd go again if the opportunity presents itself.
Paula found an apartment in New York yesterday that she thinks is ideal, so I'm going up tomorrow to look at it. That would be so wonderful if it works out. I love when things are settled, I hate being in limbo about life decisions (I seem to be in that position WAY too often).
Now I'm uploading some files while waiting for Eytan to get back to the office. I got him to go to karaoke with me tonight! It's probably a really sleazy place (the Days Inn Lounge?) but the guy who runs the karaoke is great and has an extensive songlist so I hope it'll be worth it. And Eytan has to sing! That's what I'm making him do since he lost the bet of who can live in one place the longest.