Homeless again
It's taken almost 30 years, but I am once again sans home. I've done my duty for my remaining roommate in assisting him in finding an affordable room to move into, not terribly far from here as it happen, but as I remain unemployed I can't sign a lease - if only because it would be irresponsible - on a room in the same house. My various belongings will be going into a climate controlled storage space - by bulk most of my belongings are paper goods (books, etc.), plus bookshelves, a TV stand and TV, bed and dresser... but I am placing a variety of older furniture out on the curb for trash collection. Several chairs and a couch, none in good repair, some of which I had hoped to have repaired and refurbished, and a small oval dining room table which I had at no cost... all to go, because I can't afford to rent an infinitely large storage "cube".
Then I'll have to see where I can stay, which has to be someplace which has internet access so I have the basic facility required to search for employment. Which search has been so very rewarding for so long.
"Good times, noodle salad".
Then I'll have to see where I can stay, which has to be someplace which has internet access so I have the basic facility required to search for employment. Which search has been so very rewarding for so long.
"Good times, noodle salad".