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One, Maybe Two, Steps Back

I was terminated from my job yesterday. This is not the end of the world, or maybe even not the end of my job. I am a good employee, caring and always on time; the decision to terminate was done by the corporate office off a checklist, and the local office definitely wants to find a way around or through that termination. But for now, I am jobless, and it will leave me without the ability to get another job in the same field if it sticks.

A friend of mine died a couple of months ago. His brother emailed me yesterday and said he left me a lot of computer equipment, but I have to go get it. In Pennsylvania. Funny thing, but I have a free weekend. I will be leaving shortly to go do that, hope I can fit it all in my little car … and I don’t really have any place to put it once gotten.

The house purchase never got off the ground. It’s a shame, because I would be much better able to weather the current situation with a smaller mortgage payment than my current rent plus a housemate to help out.

Things just don’t go easily right now. I am hoping they get better soon.

Hugs,
Me

Update 3

Someone put a bid up on the house before we did. So now we either have to hope it falls through or have to look for another place. But at least the money is lined up.

Back to work tomorrow. I hope I can catch up on some hours.

One Step Forward

I’m about to drive to Knoxville to regain my employment. It will require some driving, I don’t know how much yet, as the available houses are mostly in the West and North of Knoxville.

I have submitted all the paperwork I can to the lending agency. I can only wait until he calls me back, to see if I need to submit something else or to see if he is going to go ahead with the bid.

Getting the house I want means leaving my job, although there is a possible job closer to home. I vote for the house, but I don’t have it yet and still have a life to finance.

And we’re looking for names for the new house, should I acquire it.

Hugs,
Me

Update: I got assigned to a house. I called my new house manager. He’s not sure he can get me the hours. He said he’d call back.

Update 2: The lending agency says they have everything they need from me to proceed. I suppose they’ll let me know what and when the next step is.

New Plans

I find myself conflating several goals again. The goal of finding permanent housing has rung a bell with another activist advocate, who is also losing her housing. So we are discussing the likelihood of being long-term housemates. At this point the talks are going quite well. No, I’m not finding another girlfriend (some of you think that my entire life is predicated up on that; you haven’t been watching very well, have you?). I’m finding someone I can trust to keep up her end of a housing situation WHICH I COULD DO BY MYSELF, just because I like helping people.

The area I am looking to move to has a good homeless service organization, a good animal rescue organization, decent services and supports for my needs (and hers). Nothing’s perfect, but the biggest potential fly in the ointment is that somebody else could buy the house I want before I do… and there may be others in the area, although not with all the good stuff this house has.

Just putting it out there. The gods (Universe, etc.) know my heart and what I want to be doing. I hope those of you reading this will add your prayers or energy toward this end.

Hugs,
Me

Hanging in

I was suspended from work all of last week. Reinstated on Friday but switched to a different office, and I need to hear from that office to get a new assignment and schedule. Nothing at this moment.

I’m also trying to find financing to buy a house. I’m tired of renting, moving because of the landlord’s issues (not aimed at any specific landlord), and feeling unrooted. I have a house I would love to own and could afford it with financing; another house which would be suitable but not as good, but cheaper.

While it would be good to get back to work before thinking about buying property, each of these properties could be managed without the additional income that working would provide.

Sorry to be so vague, just need to be at this time.

Hugs,
Me

Falling off the cliff

Things have been very odd around here. Issues with my cousin, my housing, my music, my job, pretty much everything. The waters are smoothing.

I still don’t know what’s going on with my cousin, it seems once a week she calls and leaves a screaming message on my phone that she will be leaving town “tomorrow”. So far as I know, it hasn’t happened yet. I hate that I had to pull away from her totally to preserve my own sanity, and I have also been incredibly ill from tree pollen and a resulting infection.

The illness caused me to badly underperform on my job, and I got written up for the first time in 3 years (on a major issue). But my client is more sympathetic than ever and I appear to have the support of his family.

And it’s hard to sing when you can barely breathe without coughing up a lung. But sing I will. My monthly housefilk was postponed a week — seems the major players forgot to get it on their schedule, and a week later worked better for all of us. So that will be this Saturday. Yay!

I won’t say anything about the housing issue at this time. There is a chance I may need to move, and a chance I may not. Lots of details need to be worked out first on either side. The upshot is an improvement (I think) in my financial situation, and enough in savings that I may not need to ask for help from family in the near future. Of course, the best laid mice and men seem to get other plans… or something like that…

My next performance is scheduled for ConCarolinas in June. I hope I’m in reasonably good shape by then. With the help of my friend Emmie I have found some strings which might make Arthur of the Wood sound better. I have also parted ways with Blue and Disciple (got paid for Disciple and will miss him) and have finally listed some of my extra electronic doodads for sale on eBay.

I hope everyone’s life is calm and that you are getting what you need from the Universe.

Hugs,
Me

Trying

I had a visit from my beautiful cousin Maria Lee which lasted two days. It was supposed to last longer, as before she came here she had said that she would immediately seek housing in the area and knew she could not stay long with me, but she got upset that I wouldn’t let her stay longer so she left the area. I hope she gets what she is looking for. I believe in her, but she does not yet; she still is looking for the perfect person to fix everything. I believe she is that person, but she will have to learn how to make herself that and it’s hard work.

Emmie and I played a gig at a local wine-tasting party. There is a chance that the ladies who attended or threw this party might get us further gigs in the local area. We both did well and had a blast, got really good tips.

My next known gig is ConCarolinas in early June.

Hugs,
Me

Floating by

Everything is as it was. I still have my job, although I have no idea for how long. Well, to be truthful, I’ll keep my job, just my position is going away; the company insists there are positions to be had.

I managed to get my shifts shifted so that I’m off Thursday; this means I can go to the PickNGrin at Indian Ridge Market and hear Cat Faber and Lauren and play myself, might have Emmie come along and play too.

I got accepted as a Guest Filker at ConCarolinas, which I believe is the first weekend of June near Charlotte, NC.

And this weekend is the SuperBowl. I expect Carolina to win, but would not be upset if Peyton got his second ring.

Other than that, nothing special is happening. I’m still hoping to turn my spending around a bit, but it will iron itself out sooner or later — sooner if I learn to actually curb my spending, later after a couple more loans get finished off.

Hugs,
Me

Treading water

Well, GAFilk is over for another year. I had a terrific time as I always do (that’s why I keep going, y’all) but it’s over. I have no concrete plans for any other cons this year, although there are 3 cons I’m considering (ConCarolinas, OVFF, and Chambanacon, if you’re curious) depending on funds (of which I have virtually none and have run up too much credit card debt).

Even so, I have a high point every year to look forward to, and it’s not all that expensive ($50 or less for the con, $35 for the banquet, half a hotel room, and some food and parking money). I even wrote a new song this year (not a cheerful one, sadly) and got to perform it.

There were around 160 people this year, and I know and love probably half of that number and would say the same about the other half if I took the time to get to know them. It can also be said that, of the people I know and love and/or respect, 80% of them were or had been in that room this year and/or one of the previous four.

Only 51 weeks to go…

Apparently my position is being eliminated on the 21st of this month, although the company claims they have other positions for me. Until they offer one, I have no idea how that will work out, so it’s a bit itchy.

I don’t believe I mentioned that my new coffeepot (42-cup Hamilton Beach percolator) stopped perking after only 10 weeks and they are dragging their feet replacing it even though they have already charged me for the shipping cost. So, no coffee, have to go to Pilot for a while. Which saves me money on gas…

Hugs,
Me

New Year

Like many people, I have not been at my best for the past several weeks. The weather has been strange, with only one very light snowfall yet, and often reaches temperatures in the 70s. Either this is the Winter of Global Warming or we’re being set up.

This weekend, I will be celebrating with many friends at GAFilk. Lots of music, lots of love.

People wonder what this blog is about. I’m a psychiatric survivor, musician, direct support professional, disabled person, pagan priest, bard, friend, online groups manager, science fiction and fantasy fan, reader of much non-fiction, editor… and I love my two cats.

I get criticism that I don’t just pick one subject and blog on it, but that would mean I would need many blogs. This blog reflects my humanity, in all my failures and successes, joys and degradations. I have been trying to make myself the best person I can be, and have had a lot of success in doing so, but it is far from a finished product.

If you are someone I have helped, thank you for being there so that I could practice being the good person I intent to be. If you are someone I have refused to help, thank you for helping me set boundaries on what I can and cannot do.

Hugs,
Me