This is what my next two weeks looks like.
I have to find a new apartment and move into it. I leave on Wednesday for my folk festival, coming back on Sunday. I have to pack for the festival and pack up the house. On the 24th, I start a new job (finally!).
I’ve been needing and wanting change for some time, since I’ve been feeling rather stagnant, but I didn’t want it all at once. Another case of not being careful for what I wished for, I guess.
Part of me feels like a fairy tale princess, since the past week has brought unexpected assistance from two very attractive men. Knights in shining armor? I’m not such a believer, tarnished armor, maybe.
Three days of laundry, packing and trying to find an apartment. Five days of living in a tent and selling t-shirts to folkies. Another week of packing and starting a new job. I promised a friend with a new start-up business that I’d help her build her website (and let me just say, GoDaddy sucks for the hell they’re putting her, and by proxy me, through). I have no idea how I’m going to pull all of this off, but I have faith that I will.
A friend of a friend gave me a whole bunch of clothes that she was getting rid of. Very nice, professional clothes. It was totally like shopping without spending any money, especially since I had to try everything on. I’ve had a chance to reconnect with someone I was feeling was lost to me.
What’s the opposite of "When it rains, it pours"? Or does that go both ways? I’m leaning toward, when the sun shines, I get all kinds of burned. Heh.
I’m exhausted just thinking about it all.