On the road, again.
Not long after I'd moved into this Portland house last year, my girlfriend drove down from Seattle to visit me. She wanted to make it into a driving vactation with her two kids, so they came along as well. And there was a couple of sofas in the living room for them to crash on.
But that furniture went away, and was replaced by some kind of bench setup.
Then, some time after that, a friend of mine from Seattle came down as part of a conference, and I offered him some crash space. I made up my bed and slept on a sofa, now downstairs.
But that sofa went away too. New projects, less space.
And today I was informed that my time here will end March 1, because there's yet another person who needs a space to stay, and my room is all that's left to offer.
So, as much as I hate to be asked to leave (yet another place) and move (one more time)....
...at least this time I'm not being told it was something I did, or said, or didn't do, or say.
The things I do to stay with this dog! Not that life was any more stable before he entered it!
But that furniture went away, and was replaced by some kind of bench setup.
Then, some time after that, a friend of mine from Seattle came down as part of a conference, and I offered him some crash space. I made up my bed and slept on a sofa, now downstairs.
But that sofa went away too. New projects, less space.
And today I was informed that my time here will end March 1, because there's yet another person who needs a space to stay, and my room is all that's left to offer.
So, as much as I hate to be asked to leave (yet another place) and move (one more time)....
...at least this time I'm not being told it was something I did, or said, or didn't do, or say.
The things I do to stay with this dog! Not that life was any more stable before he entered it!