What always makes me happy?
Cleaning supplies. Even laundry detergent, stain remover, borax, disinfecting wipes, sponges, fabric softener, rubbing alcohol (keyboards) - even that's not doing it for me today.
So I went to La Beraca and got the usual. I forgot to ask for platanos maduros and got the not-sweet ones. Now, why the hell would I want an order on the side of platanos verduros? She tried to call over the one English-speaker when I walked in, but I was like "No, really, it's ok. I can speak Spanish enough to order take-out Honduran." I got tortillas, beans, salad, plantains, and fresh pineapple juice - all for $5. She tried to argue with the owner to charge me more but he was like "No, it's fine."
Nearby, they fixed my glasses for free and did a good job, so hopefully my headaches leave now and I can focus better.
At K-Mart a woman asked me for help in determining which ironing board to buy. I do love these New Orleans moments. But the NOLA moment I don't love is that I'm sitting here in sweat and it only got to maybe 82 degrees today - it's that damn humidity and the fact that I have no windows for a breeze.
I think I need to just admit that I'm in a very foul mood and just be that, no matter how many nice things happen to me. A dear friend died, my soon-to-be-ex-boyfriend is uncommunicative, the most important tests of my life begin in a week and I'm unprepared. I don't know what I'll be doing in a month or for the rest of my life for that matter, and I need to move and everything's too bloody expensive.
I'm just grumpy. Move along, people - nothing to see here.
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