Well, what a couple of weeks. August 12, get a text from a good friend showing me a picture asking me if this is my building, it is; and fuck, two suites destroyed by a fire! My suite escaped fire/smoke/water damage but others not so fucking lucky. All the tenants have to move because of all the damage to the building. No power, no internet, everyone’s gotta go.
So I had to stay with a nephew and his gracious wife while looking for a new home; and I gotta pack everything, no painting, no music, no reading, just hustle everyday to find a new home that I can afford. It was tough but I managed and I finished tonight. Unpacking will take weeks, if I decide to unpack because this place (though very nice) will only be a way-station for a year before I can find something more permanent and big enough to live my life.
A year.
First have to finish POWER GOAT. So close...