Please do forgive me my radio silence. Things have been mixed.
I shall be moving out of the studio by the first of May. Rent trouble again…so I have hit Craigslist to look for a place with a lower rent. Couple of good prospects—one, actually, on Biltmore Way, a 1/1 with all utilities. It seems a great prospect, but I have to pursue at least a Plan B, in case that lead doesn’t go through.
I may well have to give up my little Wonder Cat. I’d like to keep Ten-Ten, but I still have to get on firmer footing (paying work), and the next apartment may not allow me to keep a pet. So I have to seek out someone who can take in a cat, or take her to a shelter. However much it may break my heart, I have to think of her well-being.
My emotions have been pinging all over the place; anxiety, depression, anger, despair, even euphoria…last month marked the 3rd year since my mom died. It’s also fueled a good deal of writing: this National Poetry Month, I’ve been writing on a pretty steady basis.
What will May bring? Stay tuned. I’m hopeful.