It's raining, it's pouring

No, the old man is not snoring. It's a good thing, cuz in my apartment in Tel Aviv, the guy next store snored really loud, and he sceamed at me when I would talk on the phone outside at 1 am. Sheesh. Can't talk inside, disturb the girls sleeping. Can't talk outside, disturb the neighbors who sleep with the wondows open. Solution? Talk in the park, where the dogs run wild. Oh they are cute, I made some friends there on my nightly phonecalls.

For those who live in the New York area, you can look outside and see that it is, indeed, pouring out. For me, it is a miracle, since it hardly ever rained in Israel, and its a glorious sound to hear. The downside? My basement is flooding, and I stepped into a foot of water when I got down the steps.

I'm trying to make schedules for camp. It's not as easy as I thought it would be. I keep telling myself, breath Altie, it will be fine, you'll get them done in time. Then I'm wondering why I ever agreed to do this job. Then I'm wondering why I'm sitting here staring at my inbox, willing it to pop up with 1 new message in inbox. Waiting to hear about jobs for next year is so frustrating.

Despite numerous nudging and cajoling, I will say it one more time: I am not changing my blog name right now, so stop trying to convince me to! I think it is fine the way it is. But as you can see, my blog description now says, 'where ever I am, you are with me'. It was a suggestion by our very own Childish, and I liked it enough to use it. Thank you. You can take it how you want it, but I think the meaning is obvious.

Yesterday I didn't leave the house at all. Today I was gonna go to the ohel, but since its raining, my plans were put on hold. Now I'm going shopping, so wish me luck with my reentry into the world.

Chanalia asked me if I was going to blog about after the fact, being home and all. Since she seemed to be mocking me, cuz she thinks I'm so predictable, my first reaction was ha! I purposely am NOT going to, just to spite her. But then I decided that was a bit juvenile, and I really did want to say a little something on that topic.

I miss Israel. I read on Esser Agaroth blog about Tel Aviv beach, and I felt like I was there. It's weird to think that I won't be walking the streets of Ramat Aviv anytime soon. It's weird being home, my head feels like it's gonna fall off somewhere. I'm so confused as to what to do next. It's like I need to be reprogramed just to remember to do the simplest things.

All I keep saying is, I'm going to Cali next week, I'm going to Cali next week. And despite that little niggle in my head that keeps asking, ok, cool, Cali, but what next? I tell myself, don't worry, one step at a time. Life is so much easier if you live it day by day.

Ok so today it's raining. Now I need to get off the computer before I go crazy. Tomorrow? I don't know, I'll figure it out then.

P.S. if you were cool enough to recieve a mention in this post, AND have me do you the favor of linking to your blog, then you must be kind and leave me a nice comment. If you want me to mention you in the future, let me know. If I'm ever bored enough, I may just write up a whacky story with all the bloggers I know of. Hmmm, wouldn't you all like to know what I have to say about you?

P.P.S the picture reminds me of teardrops. How fitting. Oh I do love the rain.