Today I did something funny but also kinda horrible. Thor and I came back from our morning walk, we took the elevator and got off and there was the Fresh Direct delivery girl and boxes. I talked to her for a while and then T and I continued to our door. I thought it looked strange around the handle and then I opened the door and it was not as heavy as normal. Oops, I just walked in to wrong apartment! It took a few seconds for me to realize I was on the wrong floor. I started to laugh and the delivery girl must have thought I was crazy. I really hope that whoever lives there didn’t get scared (cause I don’t think I know who lives right under us so I can’t walk up and talk to them later). The apartment was dark so maybe they were sleeping, so even creepier then. There is an old lady on that floor and I hope it wasn’t her apartment and that it scared her, that would be terrible.
Things like this is something I can walk around thinking about for days, feeling bad for it. That is something I have to work on. It happened, an honest mistake and it can’t be undone. Let it go. But, so typical me, I do stupid stuff all the time. Good thing that I can laugh about it:)
Two pictures from this week. Beautiful colors in New York now.