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previous posts ... small thing, big impact: i'm running out of small things ... it's a pretty big thing ... this moving business me: this is
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i came home from Master's house today, to the news that the new tenant was moving in.
Now. And for the past several hours i have been helping as much as i can,
taking breaks to come back to this little computer corner, where my presence still
exists. How bizarre it is. i have been offering suggestions on where to place
furniture, and warning against placing the head of the bed in a spot that faces a mirror.
They didn't listen. i suppose this house is destined to forever remain a
bachelor pad. i cannot believe that one man has this much stuff! So far i have moved the bulk of my personal belongings and want-to-keeps in two small van loads. This guy is STILL bringing things in. And i am not including the large ticket items, such as appliances. He doesn't have those. Just one bedroom set, a tv, and couch, and two smaller cabinets. The rest is entirely comprised of boxes! We could start a factory with the amount of cardboard that is surrounding me at the moment. i just hollered at Him that it isn't normal for a bachelor to have this much! He does have classical cd's, balsamic vinegar, olive oil and sardines though. So he isn't all that bad i guess :) i feel so displaced these days. i know i have a place to go to, but with work concerns, i can't get there as quickly as i would like. And yet, my first impulse is to go in on monday and say to the boss..."it was really nice, but i have to go now okay?" i can stay in the upstairs apartment as long as i need to, but somehow i don't think Master is going to appreciate the idea of all these guys hanging around. The guys like the idea though *g*. Heh!.. with my luck, they are viewing me as chief cook and bottle washer. Jokes on them when they find out i don't cook all that well. i doubt i will be around long enough for them to find out anyway. Being without a source of income is a worry for me though. Which is exactly what would happen if i quit my job before having another one. A year ago i was content to stay home and mind the little dom; still stuck in the rut i had carved for myself. Now, i am trying to juggle an enormous change in my life yet maintain a sense of independence. i think i am carving a new rut however. The one that says i am only independent if i am making money. Yes, money helps, but i think i am supposed to be confident about myself, with or without it. Still. i have to know i can eat at least. Right? i just don't want Master, or anyone else for that matter, to view me as a sponge. i think i am having a stress night. Not a good place to be.
... shadoe ... November 6/99
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