Just One of Those "Murphy's Law" Kind of Days
So... the last 24 hours have been getting progressively worse.
Up until about 7:00 pm yesterday things were dandy, I'd finished all my homework and finals, I'd been getting good feedback from all my classes so far, I was looking forward to graduation... I had all my shit together.
Then my housing plan for the summer and fall fell through, leaving me with a little over 24 hours to find a new place to live for the summer... one that would be open to move into before 5 o'clock tomorrow when the U would give me the not-so-nearly-so-proverbial boot to the curb. I missed getting to say goodbye to a good friend, spent all night and morning scanning craigslist, facebook, and the classified for something available and affordable.
As you can probably guess, that didn't happen, despite all of my best efforts and even a little help from my dad and uncle (who had originally come up to help me move into the place I was planning on living) all I was met with were places that were either hundreds of dollars beyond my means, unable or unwilling to let me move in, or in one case (which was absolutely perfect, affordable, and would let me move in that night) had 3 of the 4 housemates drive off in an SUV as I came to the door, stopping only long enough to tell me they'd taken a vote and that the other the three of them voted against letting "just some strange dude" moving in.
So... a long story short my backup (backup) plan now is to head home for a few weeks while I try to find something with a lease starting at the beggining of June. I'm tired, stressed, and am supposed to walk across a stage in 12 hours and complete my journey to adulthood and independence only to then get in a car and head back to Dubuque until I can find a place to live.
Up until about 7:00 pm yesterday things were dandy, I'd finished all my homework and finals, I'd been getting good feedback from all my classes so far, I was looking forward to graduation... I had all my shit together.
Then my housing plan for the summer and fall fell through, leaving me with a little over 24 hours to find a new place to live for the summer... one that would be open to move into before 5 o'clock tomorrow when the U would give me the not-so-nearly-so-proverbial boot to the curb. I missed getting to say goodbye to a good friend, spent all night and morning scanning craigslist, facebook, and the classified for something available and affordable.
As you can probably guess, that didn't happen, despite all of my best efforts and even a little help from my dad and uncle (who had originally come up to help me move into the place I was planning on living) all I was met with were places that were either hundreds of dollars beyond my means, unable or unwilling to let me move in, or in one case (which was absolutely perfect, affordable, and would let me move in that night) had 3 of the 4 housemates drive off in an SUV as I came to the door, stopping only long enough to tell me they'd taken a vote and that the other the three of them voted against letting "just some strange dude" moving in.
So... a long story short my backup (backup) plan now is to head home for a few weeks while I try to find something with a lease starting at the beggining of June. I'm tired, stressed, and am supposed to walk across a stage in 12 hours and complete my journey to adulthood and independence only to then get in a car and head back to Dubuque until I can find a place to live.