Another day, another non-start.
Another day, another non-start.
I'm $116 into this van rental already -- more than halfway through my budget -- and have yet to move a damned thing of the stuff I rented it for. I don't even know if it's still there.
Tomorrow I'm blowing another day of availability by working. To meet the arrival time there requires being out at the bus stop at about 8:45 . . . so there's no time tomorrow morning to do anything and it would be foolish to burn the hours on it before bed.
What next? Sunday evening, after the moving job? Monday morning, before the cleaning job?
What is really wrong with me regarding this Next Step?
Disgust at the feeling of loss, of having had my HOME taken from me and of being asked to take a hands-on role in taking apart what was supposed to have been my long term ticket to affordable living, to sustainable survival in the Bay Area.
Some level of sustained dysfunction triggered by injustice.
There was an edge somewhere up there. Falling... Pushed...
I'm $116 into this van rental already -- more than halfway through my budget -- and have yet to move a damned thing of the stuff I rented it for. I don't even know if it's still there.
Tomorrow I'm blowing another day of availability by working. To meet the arrival time there requires being out at the bus stop at about 8:45 . . . so there's no time tomorrow morning to do anything and it would be foolish to burn the hours on it before bed.
What next? Sunday evening, after the moving job? Monday morning, before the cleaning job?
What is really wrong with me regarding this Next Step?
Disgust at the feeling of loss, of having had my HOME taken from me and of being asked to take a hands-on role in taking apart what was supposed to have been my long term ticket to affordable living, to sustainable survival in the Bay Area.
Some level of sustained dysfunction triggered by injustice.
There was an edge somewhere up there. Falling... Pushed...