Looking for an apt. on Cape Cod right before the season sucks.
Just found out my backup plan for a place fell thru yesterday. So, back to the drawing board. I looked @ a place in Eastham yesterday - tiny little room in a house right on Route 6. Lady wants like $500/mo for the damn thing. Anyway, it's no way to live. I have a few more leads f/before to follow up on. Today's the day.
I am discouraged recently, simply b/c I can't seem to make any headway. This is, of course, an illusion, but a goddamn good one - life, the greatest of ruses. Ever since Lizzie passed, everything came to a grinding halt. All the momentum I had before just disappeared. Guess it's b/c I just couldn't make sense of what happened. Her death was so random & unexpected, it threw up an instant brick wall.
Now I'm struggling to scale this obstacle & make some kind of progress, if possible.
I lost three solid weeks w/that whole event. Have so much still to do, am almost overwhelmed by it all. Marketing the CT practice, finding a place, preparing to move, finishing a website for an outstanding barter, working on MB, catching up on my bills, a wedding on the 17th...it's fucking madness. This month is perhaps my busiest in the last few years.
I need a personal assistant or something.
Nevertheless, I press on - maybe thru pure happenstance or otherwise, I'll actually be able to pull the whole thing off.
Wish me luck.
3 comments:
I charge 12.50/hr for my services.
And I mean that in the least dirty way possible.
Of course you do...& I greatly appreciate the offer, even if I can't afford your rates.
My life is madness.
That is all.
How bout the knock down price of a kidney?
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