Today I went to work wearing sandals. When I left work, it was snowing. Ahh, Pittsburgh. How I will never miss it once I finally move away once and for all.
Speaking of moving, my new favorite hobby is looking at the real-estate listings on Craigslist. There are a handful of places I've always wanted to move to...Seattle, Portland, Santa Fe, anywhere in New England. Subsequently, I now have a little collection of dream homes. Because I don't feel like making a bunch of cleverly inserted links, here:
Hello, my name is Amanda, and I'm addicted to bungalows. I also have a fondness for farmhouses and refurbished schoolhouses. Those are my New England dream homes. So, on to how I'm going to become rich enough to afford anything remotely similar to these gorgeous homes.
[ wind howls at the windowpanes ]
Right. Perhaps when I finish the next book I'll send it directly to Oprah. (Speaking of which, I am working on what I suspect may be a novel. It's the story of my life if it goes horribly, horribly wrong in a way I almost wish it would. I'll put that on the dust jacket.)