Making Changes in MI

Out in WV, I found a cute little apartment. It was real small,  but handicap accessible. I started looking at a hundred I would have to make if I moved to WV, and every single one of them would have to be made in the next 2-3 weeks. OMG.

And then there was Morgantown itself. Absolutely beautiful. Extremely vibrant and busy. I would love the people. They are very friendly. Problem? The hills. There is no flat surface anywhere. Even the parking lot of the apartment I looked at had multiple layers and ramps between the layers. I saw one lady go down a layer without taking the ramp area and getting out of her car to see if she had done any damage.

My car was/is acting funny. Now I know the problem: the cluster. The issue was that the temperature gauge was going toward the red zone and I had visions of being stranded on I-79 or anywhere around there with an overheated engine and no family or friends. I could see me taking Barry to an appointment and being stuck and unable to even tell a tow truck how to find me.

I got home and my toilet decided not to work. I have a corner toilet and am now living with my parents until the situation gets fixed. Drama and trauma.

Don’t get me wrong. We still have to move. We don’t own the house anymore. But I will find an apartment in Lansing. The hundred changes still need to be made, just not all of them in the next three weeks. We still need to get rid of things, etc. But first things first. Getting the toilet fixed. One thing at a time.