Monday, March 3, 2008


Well, I guess he meant it this time. My landlord let me know this past week he will be moving into my house, and Dragonstar, the BBPiT and I have to vacate. He's giving us an extra month to pack our stuff and go. Am I feeling good about this? Let's just say I'm working on it.

So we're hunting for a new home, something decent and affordable on the combined income of an artist and a musician. (I heard that.) For some crazy reason the bank has decided I'm a good enough risk, and is willing to loan me a small sum for a mortgage (from the French: death pledge, o my). So we're scouring neighborhoods from east to west, looking for something that will suit both our family and the bank. We shall see.

As luck -- or whatever you want to call it -- would have it, Dragonstar and I are leaving next week on our train trip to Arizona, right in the midst of this housing upheaval. I have to believe it will all play out as it should, and that our ten-day absence will not doom our search. Surely the universe is not so cruel.

It does enjoy a good laugh, tho, doesn't it. Me and my plans.

So if you don't hear from me for awhile, it's because I'm traveling, or moving my family's belongings to better quarters, or pitching a tent somewhere, waiting on a miracle. I'll be back soon. Keep the faith.


  1. P~
    Keeping you in our thoughts and prayers... and looking forward with you to the other side of this adventure! ((hugs))

  2. Wishing you all the best with your impending move. :)


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