No, I haven't died. Just in case you were wondering.
The world is a strange and confusing place, and I seem to be floating back and forth between 'strange' and 'confusing'.
I've often read/heard this quote by Nietzsche, and it annoys me every time. However, right now I'm hoping it's true, because otherwise I'm going crazy instead of getting stronger.
I was really hoping that 2017 would be a better year than the previous three, and it still might turn out that way. So far, though, it hasn't had much to commend it. Both our rent and my student loan payments are going up in April; not through the roof, but enough to make things difficult. There was a fire in our apartment complex a few weeks ago. While our apartment wasn't damaged, it was a really scary experience. My in-laws in Florida are having serious health issues, and we are worried about them but can't do much from California. We had to put our oldest cat to sleep (her "In Memorium" is the post before this one). And ALL of this stuff happened in March! It feels like the Garbage Truck of Life is dumping on my house... again. I really wish it would lose my address.
Fortunately, better things are also in the works for us. We are getting ready to start house hunting, and we are going through a national non-profit organization called NACA (Neighborhood Assistance Corporation of America), which will allow us to avoid having to come up with a down payment and closing costs. I've only got three more museum classes to take before getting my certificate (the next one starts in April). I'm working on a new horror short story. And I just colored my hair a pastel smokey sapphire blue! The color looks pretty good, although I didn't quite do it right so some of the hair underneath in back didn't get colored at all. But, hey, I can always buy another box! :-)
At this point in time, I'm sort of content just to float along and see what happens next. I don't really feel like doing anything, as in being proactive about the future, other than the house hunting. And even that is really something I need to do because the extra rent will be an extra hardship, especially since the new owners are grousing about us having pets. The past couple of years have really tired me out, and I need some downtime. So right now, I'm going to sit here in my office, listening to the German Gothic band Faun's Totem album and smelling the freshly opened daffodils I bought at Trader Joe's, and just BE.
And if any of you would like the Garbage Truck of Life to visit your house, just send me your address, and I'll be glad to send It along.