Over It

I’m over this whole nomad thing, otherwise known as being homeless. My temporary living arrangements are working out fine. My housemate and I get along well, and I think we’re striking a good balance between spending time together and giving each other space. But it’s not MY space.

I miss having my own apartment. I miss sleeping in my own bed. I miss all my books and the other stuff that’s in storage. As the weather turns colder, I’m feeling an instinctive urge to nest. I would love nothing more than to be decorating a new apartment right now, deciding where to hang Mike’s guitars and the sun/moon mirror he gave me for our first Christmas together.

But I can’t even think about looking for a new home until I get a job. And I don’t even have any leads. I call my temp agencies regularly and every time it’s the same story. “We don’t have anything right now, but we’ll keep you in mind.”

I’m so over it.

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~ by hourbeforedawn on November 12, 2010.

3 Responses to “Over It”

  1. Hand in there.
    Everything will work out.
    xo

  2. Ah love. It must be frustrating to feel so adrift. I am praying for a job for you, one that will fulfill your needs, if not your soul! In the meantime, I don’t know whether I’ve shared this verse with you, but it has always brought me hope so I hope that it does the same for you in some way.

    “Dear brothers and sisters, when troubles come your way, consider it an opportunity for great joy. For you know that when your faith is tested, your endurance has a chance to grow. So let it grow, for when your endurance is fully developed, you will be perfect and complete, needing nothing. If you need wisdom, ask our generous God, and he will give it to you. He will not rebuke you for asking.”

    James 1: 2-5

    -x-
    aarti

  3. There’s something about this post that makes me think about the courage needed to wait for things to happen. You are doing all you can – you are asking for what you need – you are leaning on friends – you are putting yourself out there. But still, you are forced to wait. Hang in there – waiting is the pits. Try not to feel too discontented with what is in your life right now.

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