warp speed

 How can it possibly be almost June already?  I cannot seem to get a grasp on this new lifestyle.  I keep thinking that once this happens or the other thing happens that I will finally start "living" again.  Now I'm waiting to pay only one rent and have all my stuff moved up here to Charlotte from Florida.  

I have accomplished things-- getting this new apartment started wasn't the smoothest.  I've had the refrigerator replaced, the oven replaced, the pest control people come out and have gone through 3 separate internet providers and spent about 5 collective hours on the phone to finally get the internet. 

two of my roommates in our favorite spot-the porch

I've priced Uhaul trucks and decided that I don't think I can afford one.  I hope the offer of moving help from a friend still stands.  In the meantime, I have to content myself with moving one suitcase at a time.  I think my yakudoshi year (critical year) is teaching me patience (and poverty). 

I keep telling myself, "it's going to get better, it's going to get better," and it really has gotten better, just not GOOD yet.  At least I'm past April where I was "living" in hotels in Charlotte and flew around as much as I could, sitting on the jump seat and licking my emotional wounds from 40,000 ft. where no one could get me.  

May has been much better.  Just getting this awesome apartment has helped.  I had my phone stolen, but I dealt with it.  I worked my EIGHTH Mother's Day rush at the flowershop. 

I took Buket to the airport again.  I'm always so sad to see her go. 

I built a couple of furniture items, which always puts me in a good mood. 

I even had the fortune of running into a friend from training I'd been dying to see.  

I feel like I'm right on the verge of starting to live again.  

I'm still hoping to get an overnight to SFO or LAX....you know who you are.