Beginning of the end?
I was told by my landlady that I was to find new lodgings.
I was expecting it eventually, and I am not mad or sad. Life is getting so surreal these days. I have a job that may or may not pan out, I have my current job that gives me about 500-700 a month, and I have a couch to crash on now. I am leaving the house that I first stayed in when I got to texas about 5.5 years ago. Leaving it the same way that I came. A backpack and a suitcase. I do have a TV and a computer tower that I am bringing with me, those are my two extras (besides my laptop, but thats going in my suitcase or backpack)
I have the support of my friends, but Life is throwing me such curve balls. Theoretically I will be getting a job where I will be making 13 an hour, and learning a trade, but I am not sure if the gentleman who offered it to me is genuine about it.
Things are up in the air financially and I am starting to get worried about my life, for the first time in years.
