Yesterday, Karen, Jen and I received an email from our landlord's overseer that someone was going to be coming to the house today to start working on fixing the ceilings and walls and mold problems in the house. When it gets warmer, this same fix-it guy will remove the ice-damn from the roof which is the cause of all the problems in the first place.
So this morning I woke up early, putzed online a little bit, to check and see if the overseer had emailed us about the guy coming. There was no email, but I continued to get ready for the day anyway. The original email had mentioned something about the guy showing up sometime around 10am so I wanted to be done getting ready before that. After some breakfast around 9:15am, I decided to go back online to see if Brent (the overseer) had sent anything, and again there was nothing. So I read Wicked for about 2.5 hours and headed to work. The fix-it guy never showed up. This, of course, is not surprising to me because this kind of thing has been happening since we moved into the piece of crap house.
And then as I was walking to the bus today I felt a huge weight being lifted off my shoulders and I realized that I just don't give a flying *expletive* about anything dealing with the house anymore. I have an apartment I can move into on campus starting March 16th and damnit, I'm frickin' moving. I'm done with it all. I'm tired of constantly feeling like crap because of mold allergies. I'm done with it and Thanks Be to God that I only have a little over a month left of it. I won't be able to move the big stuff out until the weekend after the 16th. In my mind as of this very moment, I am no longer at the house, I am gone, going, going, gone. This is going to be a very long month.
In other news:
Jen has moved out and back to Pennsylvania before she heads out on her adventures in Europe. I already miss her very very much. It is sad to see her go and she always has an apartment to stay at when she's in the area. :)
Jason was here this past weekend. It was fabulous. We nailed down our reception site, The Radisson University, which is on Washington Ave. S.E., not University like I wrote before.
Other than that, I'm still waiting for my advisor to sign my independent study sheet so I can turn it into the registrar's office and be considered a student. It has been slightly frustrating, especially since the last day I can turn it in is tomorrow, but I still like how things are going school wise right now. My independent study is going to kick ass! I'm super excited about it, which is great for a change.
I've been thinking about what I should do for Lent. Most people give up something, I usually try to set aside time everyday to meditate, or read the Bible, or just have quiet time with God. This year I'm going to switch it up a bit and give up something. I'm going to give up caring about the goings on at the house, just go with the flow, and do what's best in the end for my health, like move out before the end of March if need be. Of course, this will be done in addition to quiet time and Bible reading and meditation. It is healthy to let go of the toxic feelings and fretting about something I have no control over. In conclusion, for Lent this year, I am going to try to be cautiously optimistic everyday. If I were to just put optimistic, I would be asking myself to do the impossible, but I can do cautiously optimistic, which is better than no optimism at all.
To find out more...stay tuned.
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