Shit. Romney is just about to sign in a bill requiring health insurance for every person in MA. I sure hope it works. I hope it helps, but pardon me if I'm a little cynical.

Timelies.

I've been helping my mom set up for Passover most of today. So far, not much going on -- set the table, cleaned up the living room a little, stuff like that. I've also been reading the Hebrew parts that I'm supposed to read at the seder tonight, because most of them I haven't looked at in a year, and a few of them I've never done before. (It's the stuff that generally the father or whoever's considered "man of the house" will read, and usually my uncle reads them, but this year, my uncle won't be here, and none of the other males who will be here can read Hebrew, so somehow it's become my job now.)

Ok. I'm getting irrationally upset about this, and I can't stop crying.

That apartment is BEAUTIFUL! My friend rented in Cambridge (top floor of a triple decker--what do they call those things in Boston?). It was 2 bedrooms but roomy. I think they paid over $1200/month 8 years ago. Everything was older and it needed updating, it wasn't close to the T and parking was a PITA.

I actually got to see a Cambridge "efficiency" apartment belonging to one of their friends while I was there--literally one room with a closet size bathroom. I swear it wasn't over 300 sq. ft. I have no idea what he paid for it but I'll bet it was a lot for the amount of space he had.

I haven't looked at rentals in so long, I nearly died at the price. I take it that's reasonable, these days?

It's more than reasonable, IME. I haven't seen a nice, renovated 3-bed for less than $1800 in a long, long time.

Signed, Needs to move once some money is being made around here.

I got a lead from my mom on a two bedroom, plus study and sun porch, newly renovated, etc. with a washer/dryer and storage in the basement for $1300. I about died. I would have loved to jump on it, but May is too early for us to move.

When the time comes, vw, something good will come up. The market is always changing.

(It's the stuff that generally the father or whoever's considered "man of the house" will read, and usually my uncle reads them, but this year, my uncle won't be here, and none of the other males who will be here can read Hebrew, so somehow it's become my job now.)

It's like a liturgical sex change!

I'm sick. My throat has closed from swollen glands, and I'm really congested. I hate getting sick on vacation--it's such a waste! Ima be a lump in bed most of today, I think.

t pout

t sniffle

I cannot stop crying. I've been crying on and off all morning. Every little thing is setting me off. I downloaded GG to watch and take my mind off things. That didn't help. I walked the dog. That didn't help. I've been trying to distract with other things. Not helping. Tried to call a friend to go grab coffee. She's not answering her phone. STILL. I'd think she hated me, except that that's just how she is. Now I'm making myself some old standby comfort food (what one roommate I had once fondly called dog food).

I'm so looking forward to getting away this weekend. And I have plans this evening and tomorrow evening. I just need to get through. But, I can't stop crying.