More apocalypse, less angst
After a weekend of union meetings, I slept too long last night and am sluggish and a bit grumpy today. Despite that I’ve started packing the downstairs of my house up.. hoping the motions towards moving will create the karma I need to get a place!
The house I looked at on Charles Street last weekend is looking like a definite possibility, but apparently the owner is having trouble getting in touch with my references! The apartment building I last lived in no longer is managed by the same company and my employer wasn’t getting back in a timely manner (but apparently just did). I’m keeping my fingers crossed though – it’s not perfect, but I really hate looking for places to live – and dammit! i’m a good tenant.
Anyhow – if I do get that place, I won’t be moving until mid-December which gives me lots of time to pack boxes and curse at the amount of stuff I own. I have already managed to throw away a bag of garbage today in the packing process – and filled a couple boxes with sally ann donations. It’s shameful this accumulation.
moving is hard. best of luck to you, i hope it goes smoothly.
Heh. “Good tenant. Sit. Stay. Have a biscuit.” Ain’t the apartment-hunting bizniss grand?