Falling Into Place March 29, 2008
Posted by Katie Oh in : Such As , trackbackit’s been a whirlwind. i’ve been stressing so much about the vagina monologues, about apartments and living situations for next year.
it was going to be grace in the singles lottery, and me waiting til april 17th to see if we’d be getting a space together. amber had a room in a space not too far from school, ready to put down a deposit. tuesday night, i got a message from amber: “i got bumped from my sublet. let’s get an apartment.” we found a place on craigslist, right on dekalb. we called, set an appointment for 1:30 on friday, in the middle of our ridiculous, busy day. we went. the guy didn’t show. we called, he said he’d be there in an hour. i went to go get my mother and my aunt, and we returned. 30 minutes later, around 3:15, we called him again. he finally made it there around 3:30. the space was cramped, with railroad-style bedrooms, one leading into the next, in a line. i was not pleased. we told him we’d let him know.
we returned to the bakesale. on thursday, we’d done $101 in two hours. we’d sold everything, and now we had 48 brownie bites and four pieces of raspberry crumble. finally, another bakery called us and we picked up a tray of large black-and-white cookies and something else i forget. i ran around, hysterical, worried. we made another $53 at the bakesale friday.
i ran to my room, pulled on some clothes, ran back to memorial hall with my hands full. i kept shaking my hands up in the air, trying to shake the stress from myself. this is something adrian does when she’s excited, she bends her forearms up into the air and twists them up and down, complete with jazz hands. i’ve picked up the move from her: it’s so fitting for excitement or nervousness, it’s striking.
we photocopied the programs using our copy budget, 750 copies total to make 250 programs. i had the actresses sit in a circle and fold, stuff, fold, stuff. they were so willing to help with whatever i needed. it was amazing.
we went on and it was perfect. not an issue. 70 people showed up, bought baked goods, tossed in a couple extra bucks. the final count was $360, i was so happy.
now i am just tired. tired, tired, tired. but a good tired. like i worked out for two months straight and now i just get to breathe.
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