Well, yesterday the new apartment really paid off in multiple ways. First, living closer let me get to work on time despite oversleeping. Then, later in the day, I was able to run home and take my meds (I'm bipolar), which I had forgotten to take during my rush getting ready in the morning. Since I hadn't had my mood stabilizers, I was feeling a depression coming on for no reason. But being able to go home and take those meds really helped boost up my spirits. I never could have run home if I were living at my old house, which was a half-hour from work, as opposed to the five/ten minutes my current apt. is from work. 

Today I actually heard my alarm (slept without earplugs - and didn't even hear the neighbors' annoying wind chimes, so I guess I've learned how to tune them out), so I had plenty of time to get ready. I even had time to put on jewelry. I'm all decked out in earrings, a necklace, and a bracelet (and a fancy pearl-style scrunchie in my hair). Having my fake nails removed means I can put on necklaces again. There's nobody to look good for at work - my dept. is all women, except for an old, married guy who lives/works in Maryland. But I like looking "pretty" for myself, anyway.