Hotel Life

Since not too much exciting happened this weekend (I bummed around, tanned, slept, watched netflix) I thought I would give you all an insight to what living in a hotel is like. Hint: not as glamorous as it sounds.

I may have mentioned before that it is a fine hotel room. Kinda like a studio apartment. Recently updated and I have the triple sheeted white bedding thing going on so I know it's not gross. Since this is an extended stay type of place they only clean once a week which is usually fine. Except last week they forgot to give me clean towels and toilet paper. It was weird and the front desk people were very confused and apologetic about it. The maintenance people are very prompt, yesterday my smoke alarm started beeping for low batteries and they were at my door within 15 minutes with a fresh set.

In the area are a few restaurants. I had an omelet for dinner today from a bistro a few buildings over, twas delish. But what I really am craving is anything that has been made in an oven. I think it's because I only have a hot plate situation and no actual oven to work with. A good lasagna, some chocolate chip cookies, pizza rolls, all things that are best when made in the slow lovin' of an oven.

But something that drives me crazy is the insane level of humidity trapped in this building. For those of you who have lived in the dorms with me you'll probably recall my humidifier. I have sensitive skin and pretty much always complain about the air being too dry even in the middle of the summer when you can basically get your daily water needs filled by just breathing outside. So naturally I am SHOCKED that I think this place is too humid. But it's not a weird musty humidity like hotels can sometimes be, it's a clothes-never-dry or mirrors-auto-fog-when-water-is-running humidity. Even my "no condensation" water bottle gets condensation as soon as I take it out of the fridge. It's so weird. I can't wait until I can finally control the humidity of my living environment again, it's the little things like this that I miss about having a permanent dwelling.

This topic of living in a hotel is fresh on my mind because I just booked another hotel for when I arrive in California. Just sayin', thank goodness that my job has paid for the 6 weeks of New Jersey hotel. This is not a cheap way to live your life. By the end of this saga I will (most likely, if everything goes according to plan) have lived in a hotel for 2 months. That is so not cool. Although I have known people who have done the hotel life for longer and I give them major props. I feel like when I finally get my boxes of stuff that's just waiting at home to be shipped to wherever I get an apartment it will be like Christmas morning. And sleeping in a bed that has MY comforter and MY blankets on it? I'll have died and gone to heaven. But for now those are only dreams as I am just a month into my tenure here.

I realized I never posted a picture of my room so here is the view as I sit on my bed with my computer in my lap looking out over the kingdom which is mine. There is also a bathroom around the corner but if you think this looks messy...

So glamorous 

But better things are on the horizon! This weekend my sista cousin Erin comes to visit!! We're going to be the ultimate tourists around New York and on Sunday we're seeing Newsies the Musical on BROADWAY!!!!! If you couldn't tell I am a bit excited...for both Scooter and the show. Weekend come faster please!