waiting for the third

If I wasn't doing well before, I don't know how to explain how bad things are right now. Avert your eyes.

Upon arriving home this evening I found I had a message from my landlady. When I called, she let me know they will be putting the apartment on the market. This means I have to find a new place to live. As though not having a full-time job wasn't stressful enough, now I get to look for an even more expensive place to live. I really don't want to leave my apartment or this neighbourhood, but I'm not sure I can afford to live anywhere within 25 kms of here, unless I put almost my entire paycheck toward rent and never leave my house.

This, obviously, upset me. So I called my mom. She's usually good at calming me down. Unfortunately she got a call from my aunt this morning, letting her know that my grandfather has water around his heart. They've attached a pump to try to remove the water, but there is a high likelihood that he will digress rapidly and die "soon." Things don't look good.

So... ya. Really don't feel like talking to anyone ever again, but if you happen to know of an apartment in Mt. Pleasant... I can't believe I have to go back to living underground. Maybe this is proof I don't belong in this city.