Okay. I just started getting comfy. Mistake. Now the place is going to be sold. And I have to move. And I have to actually start at my second job to get paid. I’m hired, but I haven’t worked yet. Extenuating circumstance beyond my control, well because they are not mine.
But really? So now I have to find a place to live. AND let me tell you. It is not easy. Price versus convenience versus laundry facilities versus travel time. I mean really, which one is going to be easiest to get home from in the winter after the second job?
I mean this is the place I will be at for the next 5 years at least. And will I even like my neighbors? All I want is a little one bedroom that is relatively secure, because hey, single person living on their own. So I have to look at the crime rates, the listed person locations. Umm… anxiety attack anyone?
I am not liking this real world grown up stuff at all.
But the plus, once I move into my new place after I find it, I should have time to Minecraft and Write and Write and read… and read?
It’ll all be good. I just need to trust in God and let go.