Me first

So today I made the big decision to move...again. I've decided this house just isn't right for me: the location is somewhat inconvenient (25 min bus to the city, 25 min walk to my classes), the house is old, cold and dirty (clearly college kids have lived here for years and have not cared about the upkeep - my Venusian side is disgusted and my Saturnian influence is incensed) and there are spiders as big as my hand all over!

Okay that last bit wasn't a deal-breaker but the first two really bother me. When I lived in Boulder I lived in 3 places: one house and 2 condos. The house was not clean (again no one cared about it) but the condos were very nice. This house is not.

And I could live with that IF it were close to the city centre. It is not. Nor is it close to campus. So it's inconvenient for both my academic and my social life.

Anyway enough complaining and enough bitching is what I told myself. Do something to change that! So I tried cleaning, I tried picking up the useless junk laying around and tried enjoying the garden (it's really a yard but all yards are called gardens here). None of that helped. In fact it made things worse.

So even though I felt I was going back on my word and I was going to disappoint my one roommate (the other 3 haven't moved in yet or are gone for the summer) I decided to move out.

I haven't signed a lease so I gave him a month's notice. I could tell he was upset and disappointed; I do feel guilty for that but his temporary feelings will rebound. My spirit and my heart deserve to be acknowledged and honored: they said get yourself a new place to live! So I am. :)

The one very valuable lesson I have learned from this? Listen to yourself - above all others - listen to yourself. Your heart is telling you what you need to know so just shut up and listen.

Hopefully it'll work out for me. ;) I think it will!