I had every intention of finishing the book last night. Went to my sister's for dinner, got home about 9:30pm, checked the mail, and there was a letter from my landlord letting me know that my duplex was for sale (like the big "for sale" sign that's been in the front yard for two weeks wasn't an indicator) and that they are planning on showing the duplex on Thursday.
So, Mom's in town. Instead of getting to spend some time with her tonight, I need to go home and make sure everthing is "reasonably clean" for the prospective buyers. I'm a little irritated. My house is fairly clean, but I've been in and out so much this week that it just needs a good scrub and vacuum. On the other hand, maybe I'll have her come keep me company.
Not to mention I had my follow-up eye appointment today ~ I'm nervous about that and depending on what the doctor says, I may not want to do a damn thing tonight except for sulk. Sometimes it just feels good to feel pissy, even for just a little while.
On the plus side, a friend of a friend is getting married and her place is available at the end of the month. Two stories, two bedrooms, only $25 more/month than what I'm paying now. Downside is no garage, but my garage now is teeny tiny. But it protects from the elements (snow). On the plus side, it's more room and I'd also have a storage shed. But then I'd have to move ~ but then again, I enjoy putting my place together after I move. Ack ~ decisions, decisions.
Sometimes I wish I could just buy a place, but it's not remotely possible right now. Our real estate is sky high and it's probably going to stay that way. More and more people are moving in and as long as there are buyers, the market's going to stay where it's at.
I just need to breath. It's going to be ok. In the meantime, it just sucks a little bit.