I swear it’s getting worse. It can’t just be my imagination.
Hillary let me know that there’s more than a slight possibility that we won’t find a place in time for me to be in a new home. I have renewed my efforts to find a someone (or someones) looking for a roommate and a sweet cat. There’s been too much inconsistency in my living situations in the past year and I can’t take anymore.
Mostly I just wanted to take a moment to marvel at how wonderful the Dream Warriors groups on Facebook are. So many cool, sweet Atlanta ladies. I got my bed from there, I found friends to burn art with, endless good vibes. It’s probably my favorite place on the internet. I told them I needed a place to live and now I have multiple leads. It makes it a lot less scary and I couldn’t be more blown away.
End of gush.