Catching Up

A lot has happened in the last week. I have gone from kinda liking L.A. to kinda not liking it. I can’t pinpoint an exact reason, but this feeling of not belonging, of not knowing where anything is, of being afraid of getting lost, of always having to find a place to park is getting on my nerves.

Today, Matt and I walked around the entire perimeter of the Beverly Center trying to figure out how to Enter Bed Bath and Beyond. Turns out there is NO entrance from the street. And yesterday, we got way lost on our way to Burbank Airport, which we drove to as practice to make sure we could find it. Well, we can't. It's so frustrating.

After the Burbank debacle, we drove to my college campus, which was my previous L.A. experience. It's quite different than my current life. Oxy is idyllic and quiet, protected and green. It was a good place to learn and read and drink and flirt and be away from home. But it's not L.A. life.

Matt is going back to New York. He's going to see his mum, who is there now but will be leaving soon, and his sister, who is doing very well in her recovery from hip surgery. He misses them a lot. This move to L.A. is not going over well with him suddenly. The out of place feeling I wrote about earlier is even worse for him. But today (Sunday) we played tennis and bought bedside tables and walked to our new brunch place. That was good.

OTHER THINGS:
Last weekend, I went bathing suit shopping. Until a couple of years ago, I never understood why women freaked out about shopping for swimwear. I am petite and didn't used to have much to freak out about body-wise. Maybe that's what made this time was so thoroughly horrifying. Let's just say my entire body sags more than it used to – but the butt is really not a good scene. A bikini is out of the question -- so I have resorted to bathing suit SHORTS, which is humiliating because everyone knows shorts are for hiding butt fat. But it's not as humiliating as having my bum exposed. For the entire day after that shopping experience, I was depressed. (The good news is that the reason I went shopping for a bathing suit is that Matt and I are going to Hawaii!)

Also: I got really sick the other day. Food poisoning (from Whole Foods, I think, since every meal I ate that day was from there!) I spent about 8 hours getting sick. The following day my stomach muscles were so contracted I could not stand up straight.