Life and Home Hunting
So things have not at all settled down since my last post. I've gotten myself together a bit better, though I'm still prone to random fits of "the grumpies" aka "wanting to strangle everyone who opens their mouth and spouts words at me" or even types 'em I guess. Though I've done a pretty damn good job of not killing anybody yet!
We're currently off and on cleaning and preparing to move out at the end of the next month. This of course means I am looking for a new place for us to live for..however long. It's made difficult for a variety of reasons. One of them being that Alaric is not getting full hours lately so we do not have as much money as usual, so it's utterly unknown if we could manage to pay what would be needed for a better living situation. Secondly there is still no word on his potential new job, so I don't know if we'd be moving somewhere else for six months, or three months or a year or what. Thirdly there is the complete and utter lack of goddamn places that are NOT apartments on the second floor. -_- Now I rather not get into an apartment, but I am sure as hell NOT going to move into another second story apartment, it would just be the same old shit in a new spot.
Half of the places that look good end up being scams, to the point where I can spot one a mile away and will now not be looking seriously at anything without at least a phone number. It would no doubt be easier if we didn't have a cat but there are few things in the world that could convince me to live a horrible petless life so yeah, cat stays.
It's really hard to get anything done when the people who need to help work nights and thus are asleep during the hours of the day when people DO things. I can't do much after 10 because of our bullshit "quit time" stuff, which means packing/cleaning are not happening as they produce a lot of noise sometimes.
Still, the bedroom is looking better as is the living room. I'm praying once we get boxes it wont be too hard to manage to shove everything in them..heavily assuming we have a damn place to shove all our shit in that isn't this place.
Also being all by myself from 9PM or earlier until 5am or later is really not good for my depression, but I've managed to keep my head above the water for most of the week, I'm pretty proud of that. I'll be making appointments for various things on Thursday/Friday when I can wake up at a decent hour and not bother anybody. Fingers are crossed that getting my errant hormones in check will make me less of a crazy ass.
Pardon the rambling and the misuse of words..I'm tired.. x-x
We're currently off and on cleaning and preparing to move out at the end of the next month. This of course means I am looking for a new place for us to live for..however long. It's made difficult for a variety of reasons. One of them being that Alaric is not getting full hours lately so we do not have as much money as usual, so it's utterly unknown if we could manage to pay what would be needed for a better living situation. Secondly there is still no word on his potential new job, so I don't know if we'd be moving somewhere else for six months, or three months or a year or what. Thirdly there is the complete and utter lack of goddamn places that are NOT apartments on the second floor. -_- Now I rather not get into an apartment, but I am sure as hell NOT going to move into another second story apartment, it would just be the same old shit in a new spot.
Half of the places that look good end up being scams, to the point where I can spot one a mile away and will now not be looking seriously at anything without at least a phone number. It would no doubt be easier if we didn't have a cat but there are few things in the world that could convince me to live a horrible petless life so yeah, cat stays.
It's really hard to get anything done when the people who need to help work nights and thus are asleep during the hours of the day when people DO things. I can't do much after 10 because of our bullshit "quit time" stuff, which means packing/cleaning are not happening as they produce a lot of noise sometimes.
Still, the bedroom is looking better as is the living room. I'm praying once we get boxes it wont be too hard to manage to shove everything in them..heavily assuming we have a damn place to shove all our shit in that isn't this place.
Also being all by myself from 9PM or earlier until 5am or later is really not good for my depression, but I've managed to keep my head above the water for most of the week, I'm pretty proud of that. I'll be making appointments for various things on Thursday/Friday when I can wake up at a decent hour and not bother anybody. Fingers are crossed that getting my errant hormones in check will make me less of a crazy ass.
Pardon the rambling and the misuse of words..I'm tired.. x-x