Oooh, -right- in the jaw....
Thanks, Life. Ya took yer best shot and scored.
Now, I either wait until the 15th, or I move on. Where? I dunno. But I don't think I can keep a handle on this much stress.
For my job and my boss, and maybe even for my best friend, I think I can hold on 'till the 15th. But I'm downright skeptical at this point. I've been waiting for this place for quite a while, and it keeps getting pushed back. All for legitimate reasons, sure, but still. How much longer? Really?
I'm so stressed I haven't even begun packing yet; it's more comfortable to be away than to be home. One friend will conditionally help me pack; two or three will help me move. If I ever GET to move, that is.
Siiiiiiiigh.