Seattle Friends!

This morning, I went to the gym.

"Wow, Ashley," the instructor who I have seen 3 out of the 4 past days that I've been in Seattle, "You are getting pretty intense!"  I've in fact been to the gym every day, but one day took a class from a different instructor.

"Nah," I told him, "I just moved here, so I don't have anything to do yet."

But that is totally an exaggeration.  I have one non-relative friend, and I went to dinner with her and her roommate (which makes two friends!) tonight after my very third day of work.  Luckily, neither of them have many friends, either, (they have 2, aside from themselves), and are very, very excited to be friends with me.  Lucky for them, the feeling is mutual.

Even though I don't know anyone, I am still super happy, and don't even mind not having too much to do. One major pro to having few friends is that I don't have to schedule outings 2-4 weeks in advance.  But just being here makes me happy.  Riding the bus makes me happy.  I can look out the window at TREES.  We didn't have many of those in NYC, and you couldn't see any from the windows of the subway.  I seriously didn't like living in New York, and I am now seeing that life is a lot nicer when you don't hate where you live.  I'm not picky, either, so I think many places will be agreeable.  I've never hated anywhere else that I have lived.  It was really just a standing issue with NYC.

I was so wonderful at dinner, that I have been invited to Mexican Monday, and am in charge of making sangria.