I Don’t Even Know.
Some good, but mostly bad…
I feel like I have been running nonstop since January. I’ve also been essentially floundering and at a loss for what to do. Most days, it all feels too complex. Some days it seems like it might be easy. But then, the easy route also relies on acting upon things and/or doing the things. And most days, I am so bogged down with the necessities of daily living that I don’t have room on my overflowing plate to possibly add one more thing.
The last week of February/first week of March was one of the most challenging weeks ever. That week I had 24 of the 25 PT conferences for this semester… Monday was just one, and the rest were between Tuesday and Thursday. Monday night at 8 pm, the owner of the house I rent texted me to say that he is selling the house and wanted to send a realtor through on Wednesday. Pffffttttt…… He said he will try to find an investor to keep the house as a rental, but there is no guarantee that will happen. To say that I was floored would be an understatement. I told him I would need at least a week to get the place looking better for a realtor to come through. My sister has been here helping me clean for the past two weeks (this is week 3!). I haven’t heard back from the owner, and I’m afraid to text him.
I don’t have much security in my life, and the one thing that felt secure to me was my housing…
