I know, I keep harping on this moving thing, but it's a big deal. I'm consumed with it. Finding the right home, packing everything you own, cleaning (yuck!), and just general upheaval are all stressful. My boss let me take the day off today. I need the next two weeks off to really get stuff together, but that will not happen. Plus, I'm an artist. That's my excuse for being a packrat. Are most artists like me? Maybe that would be a good subject for the QOTD?
I looked at another house this morning. It was on Nanette Lane. It was kind of disgusting. They had just had the carpets cleaned and it smelled like a wet dog. "No, No, Nanette." The owner was sooooo nice and I know he liked our family. It's not the house I want, but I feel I should have a backup choice just in case the other one doesn't work out. This one is only $95.00 more a month than what I pay now. The other one is $295.00 more than I pay now. Kind of a big difference. It's just that we all really love the other house so much. It is so private and secluded, even though it is located between Hwy 101 and the train track! It is so clean too. It is on La Vista Way. I even like the street name better. Not that something like that matters...but yeah. To move in, the "No, No, Nanette" house is $1495.00 + $1495.00 deposit = $2990.00. The La Vista house is $1700.00 + $2300.00 = $4000.00. So like $1000.00 more. I have no idea where I will get any of the deposit money for either house. I'm so screwed.
Maybe I'll add some photos later.
What song best describes your current mood? Submitted by Section31.
Ever since I found out we have to find a new house and move, this song has been running through my mind. Well, actually, only that one part of the chorus:
" I don't know where my soul is, I don't know where my home is..."
The rest of the lyrics don't really apply nor does the real meaning of the song. Just that one line. I don't like Nelly Furtado too much, but the song is stuck in my head. There ya have it.
Show us a great Halloween costume.
I know it's not the right day for this Vox Hunt, but I had to post this picture. My friend's daughter had a baby girl on Halloween. They named her Lilikoi. Her dad bought a GIANT pumpkin, they cleaned it out, and put their new little baby daughter inside. Lilikoi's first Halloween costume and her first day in the world.
Probably the worst feeling in the world is knowing you have to move and not knowing where you're going. I need a home. I have to be out of my house by Nov. 30th. That means I have to pack all my stuff and go somewhere else. Moving sucks more than anything else in the world, except maybe a major illness...or maybe a death in the family...but yeah, it sucks. Rent is too expensive. I'm worried.
What did you think you would never ever do... but did? I never thought I'd live in a gated community, but now I do. I've lived in just about every type of home a person could inhabit. I've lived in the country, on 80 acres of land. I've lived in apartments. I've lived in a basement. I never would have chosen a house behind gates, but it just happened. It was available and I had to move and so it goes. But now...
I was given a notice, last month, that they are selling the house. I either have to buy it or find another house and move. I hate moving. I really do. I hate it because I have too much shit. I hate it because it is hard and I always have to ask people to help me. I hate it because it is such a big decision to make and I'm so alone in my decisions (the down side of being a single parent). I've been procrastinating over this whole thing. It's eating at me constantly. I've never been quite so frozen over anything as I am with this situation. Yeah, well, fuck.
Today at work we had a visit from some Russian educators. I had to show them around the school and answer their questions. They were familiar with Montessori, so I really only had to take them into each of the classrooms and let them look around. Then they would ask specific questions about each class and the children. I won't go into the details, but it was interesting. At the end of their visit they passed out some little paper matryoshka dolls that had been made by first grade students in Russia. I let them give them to the Upper Elementary students because they didn't have enough for the Early Elementary students. They had two left over and they gave them to me.
Before they left, they asked me if they could take my picture, with them, in front of the school. I said yes, but I felt foolish. They also gave me this:
They told me it was made by indigenous people from Siberia, known as the Khanty-Mansi (they are two different tribes). I can't remember what the symbolic meaning is, but it's something like good luck and happiness. It has some type of animal fur around the edges. It also has beads on the heart shape and around the inner circle. It's really quite beautiful.
I'm glad the whole thing is over and done.
Inspiration for Bart comes from The Dragonology Handbook