Cross Your Fingers
We may have found two people to sublet our apartment. We're waiting to hear if they passed the credit check. If everything works out, that will be our last major worry. Except for the fact that I will be unemployed and broke. My last day of work is Friday. Strangely, I'm feeling very relaxed about it all. I haven't had a summer break in quite awhile.
Monday
Thursday
Storm Before the Calm
The good thing about all of this moving anxiety stuff is that I know it will be over soon. I am having anxiety dreams and not sleeping well. Last night I dream about zombies. But the truth is, we are very lucky. One of us has a job, we have a place to stay in Dallas, and I will get to take some time off and try to finish my novel before I go back to work. Also, I’m going to Vermont in August, which is a great time to get out of the Texas heat. Life is good, if stressful for the moment.
The good thing about all of this moving anxiety stuff is that I know it will be over soon. I am having anxiety dreams and not sleeping well. Last night I dream about zombies. But the truth is, we are very lucky. One of us has a job, we have a place to stay in Dallas, and I will get to take some time off and try to finish my novel before I go back to work. Also, I’m going to Vermont in August, which is a great time to get out of the Texas heat. Life is good, if stressful for the moment.
Wednesday
Bad Moon Rising
There’s weird vibes lately. Bad juju. Mala honda. I said I wouldn’t bore you with all of the navel-gazing (and complaints), but I lied. You can skip the rest of the entry if you don’t want to read my whining.
First, next Friday is my last day at work. So there’s the stress of trying to finish all of my assignments and projects before I leave. Then there’s packing and all of the details that come with a cross-country move. It seems as though everything that could go wrong is.
Last week when we left for our Dallas trip, we saw street cleaning/no parking signs on the opposite side of the street. Nate wondered if he should move our car (parked on the side of the street without the signs) because he felt sure they would clean the side we were parked on the next day. I said the city was required to post signs at least 24 hours ahead of time, and there were no signs, so there shouldn’t be a problem. When we got back into town after the weekend, we had a ticket. Of course.
Another example: we are getting a cable modem installed in the house we are renting in Dallas. The house belongs to Nate’s aunt and is currently vacant. She already has cable in the house (but no internet service), so we tried to get a separate account. We were told that our account would be billed for the charge, not his aunt’s, and that there was a certain installation fee but no extra charges. Today we found out all the charges were billed to his aunt’s account and oh yeah, there was a $250 deposit they forgot to mention.
When we had originally spoken with our landlord about our relocation, we thought he would keep our deposit (a month and a half of rent) and we were fine with that. While we were in Dallas he told us we would be responsible for the remainder of the lease, which ends next May (we signed an 18-month lease). We’re trying to find tenants to sublet, so if you know of anyone who needs a great 2-1 with an office on the North Side, let me know. Otherwise, we’ll be paying rent on an empty apartment in Chicago.
Added to this, today I went to work and one of my work buddies was laid off. It’s sad and stressful. She’d been at that job for t he past four years and it was totally unexpected. She’s the one who told me about my job, she’s the one who recommended me. I am in serious need of a drink. Or ten.
There’s weird vibes lately. Bad juju. Mala honda. I said I wouldn’t bore you with all of the navel-gazing (and complaints), but I lied. You can skip the rest of the entry if you don’t want to read my whining.
First, next Friday is my last day at work. So there’s the stress of trying to finish all of my assignments and projects before I leave. Then there’s packing and all of the details that come with a cross-country move. It seems as though everything that could go wrong is.
Last week when we left for our Dallas trip, we saw street cleaning/no parking signs on the opposite side of the street. Nate wondered if he should move our car (parked on the side of the street without the signs) because he felt sure they would clean the side we were parked on the next day. I said the city was required to post signs at least 24 hours ahead of time, and there were no signs, so there shouldn’t be a problem. When we got back into town after the weekend, we had a ticket. Of course.
Another example: we are getting a cable modem installed in the house we are renting in Dallas. The house belongs to Nate’s aunt and is currently vacant. She already has cable in the house (but no internet service), so we tried to get a separate account. We were told that our account would be billed for the charge, not his aunt’s, and that there was a certain installation fee but no extra charges. Today we found out all the charges were billed to his aunt’s account and oh yeah, there was a $250 deposit they forgot to mention.
When we had originally spoken with our landlord about our relocation, we thought he would keep our deposit (a month and a half of rent) and we were fine with that. While we were in Dallas he told us we would be responsible for the remainder of the lease, which ends next May (we signed an 18-month lease). We’re trying to find tenants to sublet, so if you know of anyone who needs a great 2-1 with an office on the North Side, let me know. Otherwise, we’ll be paying rent on an empty apartment in Chicago.
Added to this, today I went to work and one of my work buddies was laid off. It’s sad and stressful. She’d been at that job for t he past four years and it was totally unexpected. She’s the one who told me about my job, she’s the one who recommended me. I am in serious need of a drink. Or ten.
Monday
Today I read this hilarious quote from an inteview with Dagoberto Gilb:
"DG: We were talking about mentoring. I am like the Zen master who is living in a cave, on a very steep sharp cliff and the students crawl up—rock climbing skill was necessary—from crevice to crevice, and then get there: 'Ah master.' They have come for satori. And I am like 'Get the fuck out of here.'"
The rest is here.
We got back from Dallas yesterday. I don't want to torture you too much with my navel gazing. I have a terminal case of it at the moment. I'm in a what-am-I-doing-with-my-life-ing kind of place, which is just too boring to write about.
"DG: We were talking about mentoring. I am like the Zen master who is living in a cave, on a very steep sharp cliff and the students crawl up—rock climbing skill was necessary—from crevice to crevice, and then get there: 'Ah master.' They have come for satori. And I am like 'Get the fuck out of here.'"
The rest is here.
We got back from Dallas yesterday. I don't want to torture you too much with my navel gazing. I have a terminal case of it at the moment. I'm in a what-am-I-doing-with-my-life-ing kind of place, which is just too boring to write about.