If I'm not actually working for my job, I'm working on the apartment. Although, I'm at a stand still with the apartment right now because I am waiting on my couch and chair to come in. This also limits me from putting decorations on the walls because I need the couches in place before I start hanging stuff. I have entirely too much space, but I love it because it lets me get super creative with my OCD.
The community around the apartment is nice. I live about 2 miles from a Wal-Mart (just found this little gem the other day), I live on a golf course, and I'm surrounded by nice people. I just met the man that lives in the apartment below me today; his name is Bob. Bob and his wife (both around 70) sold 95% of their worldly possessions and moved out here so that Bob could retire and play golf everyday. Awesome!
I haven't really gotten a chance to get too lonely yet. I went to Dallas last weekend. I'm going to Dallas this weekend. And it sounds like I'm going to have to go to Dallas next weekend. It seems like it's going to be a while before I can report back what Conway is like on a weekend. I still haven't had a chance to make any friends because of this same fact. However, I see all of my Dallas friends quite frequently, and Dave is actually asleep in my bed right now (he was passing through from Nashville so he decided to hang out for a while).
Anyways, don't worry about me in Arkansas. I'm pretty sure I'll be alright...
(The view from my balcony)