Bug Bites

I have my first bug bites of the season (delightfully late into it- it's a wonderful thing). But it got me thinking- bug bites bother me a lot less now, than they did when I was a kid. They don't swell as much, they don't stay as swollen, and they definitely itch for less time. I wonder what changed. But I don't wonder Too much- I'm just grateful for it.

Dwelling Places

So, we have an apartment for the coming year (we've written up the sublet agreement, although it isn't yet signed- but that's just a formality at this point: everything is agreed on, it was just that the printer was broken)- a sublet, but we can't move in until August 15 or 16.

So in the meantime, we're staying with assorted friends and family in NY, since H needs to be at school everyday from 9 to 5 (or a little later), and commuting from my parents' house is possible, but difficult, with that time-frame. Thus far, we have stayed at hotshot2000's while we were apartment hunting, then went to my parents, while i got over a rather exhausting cold. Since coming back to the city, we were at mbarr's for the weekend, and are now staying with H's cousin. We'll be with another cousin for shabbos, and then we're still working out next week. It's a little hectic, but certainly interesting.

Staying with this cousin (male) has been an interesting experience in the observation of someone else's life patterns. Here is a man who works in computers, and lives in NY partially because his brother does. He has nice furniture and an attractive, very clearly masculine, apartment- and no actual table, nor a folding table. Now, I had a year in a college apartment where we never got a table- but that was college, and a failure of planning/carry-through. This is a nice, thoughtfully put together apartment, without a table. The fridge is similarly barren. It's an interesting thing to see. But it seems to work for him.