a month and a half, a thousand eggs, and five baby centimetres later- our internet is finally hooked up. the house and the people are better than the old ones, but there's still a humid acrid whiff if douchebag in the air. Sorry to say so glam, but i have yet to physically meet a landlord that i really like.
so many things to laugh and moan, complain and exalt about that i don't know where to begin. no time anyway- baby crying.
I mean i am so so wiped out and that sucks, but i am so so happy to be moving into a new place! Everything is happening so fast. We signed the lease and started moving in today. There is allready a physical telephone line so switching my service over to there shouldn't take as long as i thought it could. We may just leave the computer up over here until we can make a seamless transition.
A farm house! Just on the edge of town- easy biking distance and mainly flat route. It's not a basement! 3 big bedrooms and 3 smaller utility rooms (a pantry, a laundry room, and a walk in linens closet). Living room, dining room, and 2 big attic rooms that will be perfect for a painting/sculpture studio. A huge fireplace for romance and another chimney we can hook our woodstove to for more efficient heating. Free firewood. Big porch with an outdoor table.
insomnia is kicking my ass.
We have 4 house viewings in the next 3 days. Cross your fingers that one of these places could be good for us with a landlord who's flexible about the security deposit.
Oh man I am trying to stay positive, but i am so so stressed. I can hardly stave off crying attacks, and my mind keeps fritzing into sheer panic. What the fuck are we gonna do? How are we gonna do this? I'm trying not to be a pansy because i know it could be worse.
Back from talking to our landlord. He says our contract ends in december and he won't renew (we have an indefinate contract so theoretically it shouldn't ever end- we certainly haven't renewed it before.) Then they'll start legal processes to kick us out if we haven't left. So i have less time and less money for operation get the fuck out of dodge. THankyou so much universe.
I just found out that they don't have enough hours for me at my job. So they can only take me on part time. They are claiming that the reason why is that I said I can't work mornings anymore whereas last year i was expected to be available from 9am-9pm, but last year i only worked 2 hours before 1:45 (which is the time i can start now) and this year I'm working almost 10 hours less than last year.
In reply to the letter that he sent me telling me he doesn't want to share a garden with me any more. I'm all crying about it and stuff- seriously it feels like a break up. I loved that garden and totally didn't see it coming that he was going to kick me out. Anyway I have to finally go back to work tomorrow so i'll be way better off time wise just trying to concentrate on my little garden. I know it's kind of melodramatic, but i just am melodramatic. I have to get all my bad blood out of me or it just sits there and festers.
I'm home from Ioway. I saw many family members and had really positive interactions that went a long way for healing old resentments from childhood. I sucked as much marrow from consumerism as my beans budget would allow. I spent quality time with my nephews.