Twelve rounds of sparring in the ring kicked off my day but the fight for that particular boxing club was what got to me. I had seen an apartment right by my boxing club. A sweet little place with a wicked 15th floor balcony view and a location that was just too golden for me -- a 14 minute walk to my boxing club. I really clicked with the gal renting it but it was when I went to meet her roommate, the actual gal I'd be living with, that things went south. I walked out feeling like I had no chance in Hell getting the place upon meeting the roommate and realizing we both have a friend in common.
The friend in common isn't really a friend of mine, more of just someone I've briefly met, nor is he a friend of hers. It's her ex. I don't know the details of their relationship nor do I need to know or want to know. It's her relationship, not mine, and I respect that.
I should have just kept my mouth shut, I thought to myself.
Yes and no...maybe.
I'm pretty much an open book, an honest and upfront person, that is to say the me that is here in Canada. In Korea it's another story; I keep to myself and keep a lot in my head. I suppose me knowing her ex would have come out eventually, true, but it would have been nice if it had come out after I had secured the place and moved in.
I left that meeting -- me meeting the roommate -- thinking I had totally blown the deal. Turns out I was wrong so I was so completely happy when she told me the news.
I GOT THE PLACE!!!
No more 1 hour commute to boxing.
No more 1 hour commute back home only to then make another 1 hour commute to weight training and then another 1 hour commute back. My morning commute to boxing will now be a 14 minute walk but I'm going to make it a single digit commute by racing there. And as for my commute to System for weigh training, 20 minutes!
My daily commute of 4 hours just got crunched down to 1 hour and 10 minutes. Sweeeeeeeeeet!!!
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