So, I haven’t posted in two weeks because I’ve been scrambling/stressing about finding a place to live with all my spare time. I’ve got to be out of my apartment on Thursday, and as of this moment, I don’t have a residence to move into. (You can see why I might not have the energy to write anything of substance just now.)
Don’t fret too much on my behalf though, because I’ve got a few prospects lined up. It’s just that I’ve procrastinated and been picky up till the eleventh hour. I will probably be “homeless” for a day or so at the least, maybe a week at the most. I’ve got most of my stuff in storage at the moment.
Not to worry though I have couches to surf and doorways to darken for the time being.
And a pillow, on which to rest my weary head.
Eeep. Good luck finding a place!
Thanks, I’m trying, housing is super competitive in Seattle.
Oh I loved that character so much. And now that I live in London, no one understands when I shout ‘I LIVE IN A VAN, DOWN BY THE RIVER’.
It is a shame when your favorite refferences go unrecognized.