Wednesday, August 09, 2006

Freaking Out!

A house is not a home unless it contains food and fire for the mind as well as the body.~ Benjamin Franklin

Unfortunately, the friggin' landlady stood us up. I haven't heard from her since then. Oh well, back to the drawing board.

I'm going through a phase right now. As I always do when it's time for a change. I start freakin' out. I hate change! I'm such a creature of habit that it's ridiculous. I order the same thing at a restaurant that I ordered the first day I entered. I sit in the same seat that I sat in the first day of class. I have the same daily routine---at least the morning part until social activities kick in. I have the same circle of friends.

It's my comfort zone. And I like it.

Even though every once in a while I'm prone to throwing darts on a map for my next place to move to, generally, I'm a habitual person. So now I'm freakin' out. Freakin' out that I won't find a place in time, that it will be somewhere totally horrible or atrociously expensive. Freaking out that maybe I'm taking the wrong step, that maybe all my decisions of the last 2 years have been off.

It's a phase. It will pass. Right?

1 comment:

Tutsy said...

Damn skippy it would...don't worry sweetie i believe the whole moving thing is getting u worked up ....besides don't feel bad, most of us DESPISE change...we just don't want to get out of our comfort zone

So what was the story behind the landlady standing u up?