I'm really getting sick of thinking about it, but it's hopefully a resolution will come soon.
The insurance folks are submitting my claim to the city for approval. They think I'll get close to what I asked for, the only sticking point being the 400+ cassette tapes I lost.
I hear a new furnace and water heater are in at the house, but nothing has been done in the basement.
Ryan panicked and decided to move into a new place. Jason's decided to move in with his girlfriend, so I can either try and eventually recruit others to move in -- or bail myself.
I thought I could move back there and be content, but the place feels defiled somehow. I haven't talked to the landlord, but I doubt he'd give me any kind of break to finish out the lease -- with his insurance policy, he'll get compensated one way or another -- though I doubt the rent won't be going up.
So...I'm going to have to start looking for a new place to live.
It seems that for every step I take forward, I take a half-step back. If I wasn't focused on a happier future, I'd be seriously wallowing in depression right now. But that's not my way. I have to keep my eyes on the light at the end of the tunnel and move forward. It's the only way I'm gonna get through this without killing myself (or someone else).
While others have certainly been through worse, the last few months have been tough. But in every crisis, there's opportunity. In every trial, a chance to learn.
Te Shan wrote: "Just have no mind on things and no things on mind, and you will be naturally be empty and spiritual, tranquil and sublime."
I'm workin' on it, dude.