So I am back! I type this as I sit in the very large, empty house I am housesitting in for the next month. It just so happens that, at the time I showed up at home--smelly, dirty, unemployed and homeless--a relative was leaving the county for a month and needed someone to look after her house and cat! Wicked!
The only drawback is that the house is WAY far from downtown. The area is a postcard: houses with manicured lawns and porches with potted flowers and decorative garden furniture (that isnt chained down!). You might be able to guess I feel just slighty out of place, having lived the past few months in a garage. But it sure is nice sleeping in a real bed again. And being able to hang some of my close in a closet.
It is sort of creepy here alone...I actually cant remember the last time I lived in a place by myself... have I ever? Hm. Im used to sharing small spaces with multiple people in a house with interesting smells with questionable things in the fridge and funny noises from the basement. This big-house-one-person (plus cat) thing is definitely a new experience that Im not sure I like that much.
Okay. Here is my plan:
First step: find job.
Second step: find cheap apartment downtown.
Third step: pay off debt.
Fourth step: buy new kayak
Fifth step: travel.
So really, im only five steps away from getting back on the road! Yes, they ARE pretty big steps, but it gives something for my now firmly grounded spirit to look forward too...
Can anyone tell me why the cat meows at me? I dont think it likes me.
