The hard thing about coming back to Portland is that it's all a waiting game. I'm here waiting for calls or emails about people who want to rent the house. Then I'm waiting for them to get me their applications. Then I'm waiting for the 1st of the month so I can exchange keys and checks. Between all that I have to amuse myself somehow.
So far I've gone to a few restaurants, a few coffee houses, and Powell's. I've seen some friends. I took a yoga class with my mom. But all this still leaves me a lot of down time. So I get antsy. I want to have something to do. It's very frustrating.
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