Nothing like a good panic!
So, quick review. Life has had its ups and downs. I still suffer from depression. I still struggle with suicidal ideation. I just got off of a week vacation where Texas friends visited, so it's not all bad.
Still, I also got a 60 day notice to vacate, and that has me in full on panic mode, though I'm trying to resist. 60 days isn't as much time as I'd like, but it's still better than "GTFO now". I don't have much (read, I got nothing) in savings, but there's plenty of stuff to do at work, so 10 hour days are the order of business. Overtime will help. I haven't started seriously looking for a place yet because I don't want to move sooner than necessary, and here in Portland, a month can mean a drastic change of what's available.
Still, I probably won't be living downtown after June 4th. I don't know where I will be living. I joke that it will be a sturdy cardboard box on a corner, but I know it won't come to that.
Nonetheless, it's got me panicky enough to post on LJ for the first time in about ever. *deep breaths* I mean, I've lived here for over 3 years. I've grown attached to this place. It's awesome for me, and it sucks that I have to leave it because the owner wants to renovate it, but I can't do much about that other than whine and throw a fit.
And now that I've whined, I'm gonna go throw a fit.
Still, I also got a 60 day notice to vacate, and that has me in full on panic mode, though I'm trying to resist. 60 days isn't as much time as I'd like, but it's still better than "GTFO now". I don't have much (read, I got nothing) in savings, but there's plenty of stuff to do at work, so 10 hour days are the order of business. Overtime will help. I haven't started seriously looking for a place yet because I don't want to move sooner than necessary, and here in Portland, a month can mean a drastic change of what's available.
Still, I probably won't be living downtown after June 4th. I don't know where I will be living. I joke that it will be a sturdy cardboard box on a corner, but I know it won't come to that.
Nonetheless, it's got me panicky enough to post on LJ for the first time in about ever. *deep breaths* I mean, I've lived here for over 3 years. I've grown attached to this place. It's awesome for me, and it sucks that I have to leave it because the owner wants to renovate it, but I can't do much about that other than whine and throw a fit.
And now that I've whined, I'm gonna go throw a fit.