Yesterday was an interesting day. We had two different people come in to see our apartment to sublet it. That is the last major thing to be taken care of, other then finding out exactly what day we are moving.

It was odd having strangers come into our home, and knowing that in two weeks this could be their home. Both people liked it, and both are filling out applications with the office. So, with any luck, we will find out in a couple of days that someone has been approved. I’m half hoping that it is a woman who came to see it. She seemed nice. The guy who came is friends with someone else in the building who often holds loud parties, and, oddly, someone usually pulls the fire alarm on those nights. Funny, eh? :paranoid:

Tonight I actually began to pack. I’m going through all my books right now, entering their vitals into my book database (a customized version of the one MS provides with Access), and then packing them away in some nice Rubbermaid “Studio” tubs. My pile of books to donate is getting a little larger, but not much. I get so attached to things.

Tomorrow, we will likely start on the computer room, tidying out some old manuals and games. Packing a little bit every day is much easier then rushing to pack everything in only a few days. But, unfortunately, I’ve got several other things to take care of too, like the new release list for The Video Store in Hamilton and reading The Witches by the end of the week for the new CFFN lessons. It is going to be a long week. :tired:

Lately I’ve been really whining and feeling like my life has been on hold. Today, I’ve had a wake up call. This entry from Kensho Godchaser has opened my eyes. Life is for living, not whining or waiting. Everything I do should be dedicated to my Matron and Patron gods. How horrible it is to walking around depressed and brooding. Both They and myself deserve better. This is especially true when I keep in mind that within all of us we carry a spark of the divine.

I’ve decided to change back to my old template, with a few additional tweaks. (Although the category achieves aren’t looking right, yet.) I think my reasons for changing back to some familiar has to do with all the other changes in my life right now. I like things to stay the same, and right now the look of my blog is about the only thing I have control over.

What I wouldn’t give for it to be three weeks from now, with quanta and I settled in our new place. I know I am stressing way to much about this though. Because, when it comes right down to it, what will it matter a year from now, or even six months from now? All this will be behind me, and I will be in a better place (mental, physically, and spiritually) because of it. Sure, the apartment may be smaller, and the building not as nice (no pool!), but being closer to family and friends, and in a city where there are job opportunities for me, is much better then being here.

I am such a suck sometimes.

Well, it looks like we got the apartment. I just heard from someone at the main office for the rental company. She was a bit concerned that I’m not working and wants a co-signer for me. I’m really not sure why, since quanta makes more then enough money to support the both of us. And really, it sort of lowers my feeling of self-worth. I need to get a job. People don’t seem to respect women who don’t work.