Stressing so much, my blood pressure became normal.
Posted on July 7, 2008
Filed Under daily drama, goalllllls! |
Here’s further proof that if I just lay off the stressing out and freaking and thinking the worst is the worst and it will be horrible, the universe will take care of me.
Tonight, Isobel and I went to look at a bachelor apartment (that’s NO bedrooms) for $925. That’s 450 square feet for $925. We considered it and would’ve taken it if another man wasn’t already sitting there, wanting it. I would have paid $55 more a month than now to have two thirds the space. And no room for Isobel to sleep in. Meaning, she might never sleep again.
I was willing to do that and was polite and fabulously positive about the shit brown walls and the view (of the highrise across the street) because I was FingTFO that we weren’t going to find a place. That maybe, we’d be lucky and get some sketchy basement in, ugh, East Van.
And then creepy nice, but had the look of a pedophile, dude got the apartment. Phew. Cuz it made me go, “Wait. I said that no matter what, we’d rock it, and we will. It will work out. It might not be ideal, or a great location, but we could commute to downtown as if we lived down here.” And all other sorts of possibilities of the positive realm came to my mind.
And then I got home and saw the ad. And the ad had both telephone numbers and an email address. And it was in the perfectest area of the suburbs, with brand new appliances (can you say insuite washer and dryer and I think dishwasher? Gah!), rent only $30 more than I pay now, with an extra bedroom and a walk-in closet.
I called the number and got voicemail. Being the phone-o-phobe I am, I emailed instead of leaving a message, but the dude had call display and called me back shortly thereafter. We chatted, he told me more about the suite, like that the house is only two years old; I said I had a two year old and didn’t wanna commute but was prepared to sign a lease if everything was kosher.
He’s going to email me tonight. We’re going to meet up on Wednesday, hopefully. I might have a signed lease within 48 hours!
Now, to overplan and overthink and overenthuse and overdo all of the 87 things I need to get done in the next 24 days…thanks, karma (or god, or Oprah). I needed the stress break.
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THAT would be fan-fuckin’-tastic, Ter! I’m very happy for you! (Now I have to finish what I started. I’ll IM you when I’m 100% done.) Luffs and stuffs.
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I’m a huge believer in karma… and that things happen for a reason. You were meant to move into this place.
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I am keeping my fingers crossed for you and thinking wonderfully good thoughts!!! It is going to work out exactly as it’s supposed to!!!
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Fingers toes and balls crossed lovely.
Maria’s last blog post..Bit TOO nice there, babe.
oooo… i hope you get it.
suburbs aint so bad. you’ll find a lot of good will come from living there. mostly in the finances.
vancityrockgirl’s last blog post..canada day long weekend. belated.
everything happens for a reason (cliche saying, but Im sticking to it)
You deserve all the goodness and happiness in the world. You’ll get it :o)
I’m still flabbergasted at the prices in Vancouver. And I’m crossing my eyes for you.
oh I’m super excited for you! I hope you get it!
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Suburbs these days even have Thai restaurants–they’re just in those ugly strip malls.
Good luck.
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It’ll happen! It’ll happen! My cousin’s lease ran out on his apartment, and he had never even looked for another one. He was a squatter there for like 2 weeks, and met these random people who needed a roommate. Viola. Problem solved. As my mom says, sun shines on a dog’s ass every once in a while.
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I am sooo happy for you! Let us know!
Ashley’s last blog post..Because I have faith.
Very excited for you. Oooh. I’m writing in pink. I like it!!!
I hope it works out. Can’t wait to hear!
Crossing fingers. Praying . . .
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Yes, no, yes, no? What’s going on?
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