Grraaagggghhhhhh! I knew it! I knew it! I knew something was going to happen. I could feel it when I got up - that sense of general wrongness when my microcosm decides to realign itself. Okay, it's fine. I KNEW this was going to happen, sooner or later. It was an eventuality that I just didn't allow myself to consciously allow, and therefore it's come back to bite me on the ass. Well IT'S OKAY, because I'm FINE with it. I will simply adjust, and that will be that.
The situation? Basically, I've been subletting from someone. It probably isn't legal, but hell, it is cheap. So be it. Anyway, the guy is apparently now POSSIBLY getting evicted due to his propensity to sublet, and something about "undue wear and tear" from his landlord. Yeah, whatever. Anyway...okay, it's probably too soon to jump to conclusions, but I think this is basically my second cosmic warning (my first being a possible inspection from the landlord some two or three months ago for which I decided to depart the apartment for the time being). So anyway, I'm not really supposed to be here, and he's not really supposed to allow me to be here, and I've just got too much crap in the room to easily move elsewhere. So I think it's time to pack up everything that I don't use, or even can use but not on a regular basis, and prepare myself to vacate the premises on VERY short notice. Same day, if necessary. Shuffle some of my things into storage, and others into a cab if I have to. Thank God some of my things are in my locker at the school, and therefore saves me a box or two.
The key thing here is books and clothes. Maybe leave a week's worth of clothes lying out for general use, and pack all the rest for that eventuality when I have to hastily depart. Ugh. I hate uprooting myself, but I was just remarking only a (okay, something like nine) months ago how most of my worldly belongings could fit into a van if I needed them to. Well, it's entirely probable that I will now need them to. I'm not gonna move out immediately, and if the worst happens I DO have friends I can crash with for at least a little while am I'm looking for a place, or I can stay at a hostel...but I can't begin to emphasize how much things like this grate on my nerves. I'm in a constant balance between statis and dynamism, and I don't mind it so much while on the move but the need to go from stasis TO dynamism irritates me. Always. I hate transition periods if I don't have a solid grounding somewhere, with the grounding in this case being a place to live.
I'll talk to my landlord tomorrow, see what I might need to do. Perhaps I'll make up a checklist so I don't have to keep reminding myself of what needs to be done. I have no idea who at the school is still looking for a place to live, and I REALLY don't want to announce myself to someone I barely know...but ugh! Okay. I shall continue to rant as I see fit to maintain my cool exterior in the physical world, and proceed with a) getting a good night's rest and b) starting to pack my unnecessaries tomorrow. And sticking them into storage if need be.
