So I just found out I’m moving the beginning of May. My landlord let me know a few hours ago that my housemate (her son) wants to move his fiance and her kid in and I’ve got until May 15. And since I’ll be in Seattle on May 13, I need to be out that first week in May. Joy.
Needless to say, painting challenges, blogs, gaming and the like are not at the forefront, which pisses me off almost as much as the prospect of having to relocate me, my animals and all my stuff.
April was going to be a good painting month for me and now I get to sort through boxes and figure out where the hell I’m going to live and if I’m going to need to take on a new job or three to afford it. I’m excited about the blogs and projects I was set to launch in April/May. Now, I don’t have a timeline. I’ve got a more pressing deadline.
I’d like to hope I’ve stored up enough good karma that something will come through, but I’m too much of a realist to believe that. I’m going to ask around. I know in the end, things will work themselves out. And I do believe things happen for a reason.
It’s just that the reason for this is unclear, and uncertainty bothers me.