Moving On - somewhere

No, I'm not moving on from blogging to something else. I'm just moving.

I've wanted to email some folk directly but have not had the chance. Forgive. I'll write.

I've been living in a condo at the kindness of some friends. They own lots of property. But nothing sells, so cash flow has tightened. The condo has been for sale for months with no nibbles. Someone looked at it Monday afternoon.

I get a call on Tuesday morning. The owners are renting it. Could I be out by May first? I had no idea they would rent it. But I am paying very little rent. A bargain. A steal! They need the income. I understand, though I'm stunned, shocked, numb.

I have to find a place to live that I can afford. And I can't afford "market rates" around here.

First, I will not be homeless. Friends have offered long-term hospitality. I cried.

But there are many, many factors and issues that go into the mix. It really does get very complicated on many levels. I'll explain more when I've time to write.

Suffice it to say, I am still here. I will thrive. Way will open. God will provide.

Damn. I'd sure love some providential lottery numbers, though . . . . .

(I guess I would have to buy a ticket).

Random stuff

Done: The last week was a grueling ordeal of work. I'm glad it's done, and I have a few days off. Now, I just have to get me arse in gear to get something done. Anything! I don't deal well with unstructured time.

Job: I mentioned in last post that I'd been asked to apply for a new position. That's true but doesn't mean anything will change or even occur for months. I work for an organization that moves at a glacial pace, global warming not withstanding. There will be a multiplicity of hoops (of various types, heights, sizes, and shapes) through which to jump, slither, careen, and step.

Followers: I've noticed I have several "followers" of my blog. I am honored and pleased! There are a few of which I know naught. Hey y'all, email me.

There are so many ways to have a blog list, followers, connections, accounts, profiles, etc., etc., ad nauseum. I hardly understand half of it all.

I have more stuff of randomness I'll post later. Cheers.

I'm Just an April Fool

Yesterday marked the ninth anniversary of my present position of employment. Oddly, I got a call today about applying for a new position. Same kind of work, different state, etc. Hmmmm.....

Nine Years. That is sufficient time to feel "at home" in a place. And leaving this beautiful part of the world would be difficult. But. . . . .

Moving here from a small town in a more rural area of another state was supposed to be a "good move" for the family. Better schools for the kids, more opportunities, more "openness." It has been all those things. My children (rising 4th and 7th graders at the time) were furious at moving. Not so much coming here, as leaving there -- the only place they'd ever known. (Now, they can hardly remember what that little town was like. They have fallen in love with this little city as so many others have).

But it has also been here that my life (our lives) have taken such dramatic turns. Who would have imagined it?

As I reflect, I first thought this has been one of the most trying periods of my life. But thinking again, I realize that's not the case. Though it has had its trials, tribulations, and sadnesses, it has become one of the best times.

There was outward "happiness" in those older times, but the inward terror and turmoil were death-dealing. I was, inwardly, miserable.

Now, there could be said to be some outward misery, but, oh the relief and the joy.

Why didn't I come out sooner? A question with no real answer. And, it cannot be changed. It happened when it happened, (perhaps) as it was supposed to. This is now. And it's a great now.

Spring. Even the older flowers still bloom.