Rent bogusness, waves of changes, transition and battle scars
My apartment complex jacked up their rental prices, so to avoid paying an enomormous amount especially during the holidays and work through all the crazy, I chose move out by Dec 1st. Little did I know, that meant, a day of rallying, packing, two injured knees, a busted chin, crying, packing, hauling, moving, and working with my parents and two friends to get stuff out.
I had so much mixed emotions. I had been with Hazel Ranch 4 years and got so used to my routines and plans, and living close to work and my friends. It was a world I took for granted especially being close to FOPC church. Yesterday I went through it all in a span of 24hrs and today I still feel it. I feel the change of living in a bedroom rather than a whole space to myself. Most of my neighbors on my group end were awesome. One person on the other side of the 300s was my only sadness, she was mean to me and talked smack and I could hear it through the wall. I did have a lot of sleepless nights and there was a lot to it, but for Mia and I that was home. I will miss the close by dog park and that whole area. Fair Oaks is my home I felt and still feel that way.
I think this is a God moment maybe where he is telling me what needs to happen, and how to grow and cope, but also a moment of transition, one of change too. I mean it is a huge adjustment and I am going to see how parents run things even though I am out of college now and a full time worker and etc. Mia was overjoyed for bigger space and hasn't seemed to notice much. The rent was insane and I hear other places are going up too. I have to learn to be patient with myself and slow down. Yesterday was a huge indication. I felt like I was climbing Mount Everest in my mind, while motivated to move all my stuff, but in reality it was a rickety flight of stairs to my apartment. I fell and almost slipped through the cracks and wound up getting skinned and bruised knees, and a busted chin.
One hell of a day and my parents and some friends were team players haulin, moving, and packing. We got it all out in a day, and I have one couch to give to a friend, cleaning, evaluation, and final checks left to do, and one more load to put in my trunk of my car. I need to give myself time this holiday season and instead of rushing around and trying to do it all, just sit back and take it in and understand where I am at. I may not like this motion, but maybe it is just what I need right now.
I had so much mixed emotions. I had been with Hazel Ranch 4 years and got so used to my routines and plans, and living close to work and my friends. It was a world I took for granted especially being close to FOPC church. Yesterday I went through it all in a span of 24hrs and today I still feel it. I feel the change of living in a bedroom rather than a whole space to myself. Most of my neighbors on my group end were awesome. One person on the other side of the 300s was my only sadness, she was mean to me and talked smack and I could hear it through the wall. I did have a lot of sleepless nights and there was a lot to it, but for Mia and I that was home. I will miss the close by dog park and that whole area. Fair Oaks is my home I felt and still feel that way.
I think this is a God moment maybe where he is telling me what needs to happen, and how to grow and cope, but also a moment of transition, one of change too. I mean it is a huge adjustment and I am going to see how parents run things even though I am out of college now and a full time worker and etc. Mia was overjoyed for bigger space and hasn't seemed to notice much. The rent was insane and I hear other places are going up too. I have to learn to be patient with myself and slow down. Yesterday was a huge indication. I felt like I was climbing Mount Everest in my mind, while motivated to move all my stuff, but in reality it was a rickety flight of stairs to my apartment. I fell and almost slipped through the cracks and wound up getting skinned and bruised knees, and a busted chin.
One hell of a day and my parents and some friends were team players haulin, moving, and packing. We got it all out in a day, and I have one couch to give to a friend, cleaning, evaluation, and final checks left to do, and one more load to put in my trunk of my car. I need to give myself time this holiday season and instead of rushing around and trying to do it all, just sit back and take it in and understand where I am at. I may not like this motion, but maybe it is just what I need right now.
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