Where To

I'm still applying for jobs. And I've started looking for something part time for the summer as well. I need an income, and I know it. The positions that are appearing lately in library world sound more rushed than the ones I applied for months back-- three weeks to receive applications, and a start date in August. I guess Fall is when most of this year's library jobs will be starting.

Originally, I moved in with a friend for a couple of months. I was going to have my new job all lined up by the end of March, at the latest, and I'd probably be moving and starting that job well before summer was even a thought. But life doesn't always get lived the way we fantasize that it will. When we got to month four of my latest living arrangement, I went upstairs to talk with my friend. We agreed that it was more realistic to assume at this point that I'll probably still be living here in town for the summer, and we agreed that it is time for me to move out.

We're still good friends, don't get me wrong-- but really-- how long could YOU live in YOUR best friend's house? Without your own stuff, without feeling like you were imposing, without easy access to a fridge or an oven to cook with? She used the rooms I'm in before I came, and she'll use them again when I'm gone. So it's time to give them back to her. With great appreciation for being such a wonderful backup plan when I needed one most.

So... Here I am. Another moving day. Another temporary living arrangement. And I'm actually excited about it. I will have a comfortable sofa-chair in which to watch movies and cuddle with my cat. I will have full use of the house kitchen and living room. There will not be anybody's stuff but mine on the shelves and in the drawers of my room. And best of all? My new housemate has two cats of her own. AND I'll be within walking distance of some of my favorite places. AND there will actually be sunshine coming in the windows at certain times of the day. What a relief THAT will be! I think my cat, especially, will be thrilled about that change.

I'm also glad that there isn't really a whole lot for me to move this time. I don't have to call in the cavalry on this one. And my mailing address stays the same. A box. If I'm REALLY lucky, my cell phone will even work without interruption at the new diggs. I'm in a hill/ravine situation here that is absolutely lush and gorgeous, but bad for cell phone reception. Trade offs.

I'm locked into my new rental for the summer-- and after that, who knows. I might even have a real job to move for.