Ooops. I did it again! :P

No, I'm not Britney! LOL! But I tripped over my own feet and got in my own way again. Of course, my absence from here for the past month or so is quite legitimate, as I was dealing with a lease that was ending, in a duplex that was suddenly up for sale, and a home that was broken into and trashed!

I had been away from home on an extended trip when I joined WA, whilst helping my mother recover from a bad fall that left her with a fractured pelvis. She had a remarkable recovery, though, and after ten weeks (and 500 miles) away from my Florida home, I finally decided that it was time to go home again.

A few days before my planned departure, I got a call from the property manager saying that the landlord had decided to sell the duplex. With my annual lease three weeks from ending, they could only offer me a month-to-month lease until a new owner was found. However, the realtor needed to get in and take pictures, so I rushed home to get everything prepared. After being away so long, I needed to be sure that my little home, though always neat, was presentable for the scope of the pictures that realtors always seem to take.

Unfortunately, after over eleven hours on the road, I came home to find that my sweet haven was a disaster due to the break in, and that I would never feel safe there again. Plus, instead of taking replaceable things like my TV, Roku, or blu-ray player, they stole many personal and sentimental things, including my father's ashes. The cops, of course, had no leads and stated the obvious: that it was clearly personal. I know none of my friends would have been responsible. I had suspicions about my neighbor's son and his young girlfriend, but alas, I had no proof the cops could use.

So I was left to clean up what remained of my life, and one thing was clear: I was not going to sign any new lease! I don't recommend trying to pack up a lifetime of things in the space of three weeks, but I did it. I didn't really have the funds to move, so I had to let go of many things I would have preferred to keep, fit what I could into my car, and head back to my mom's house.

So here I am, making a new life in a new state. It will be a long while before I can afford a place of my own again, and when I do, I'll need to get all new household items, furniture, etc. It's definitely an exercise in starting over! The same is true for me here at WA: I'm starting over.

Yes, I'm still struggling to find a niche, and still wondering what I'm passionate about besides Star Trek! LOL. :P Soooo, here I go again, but I know I'm not alone. :)

PS... why do we have to add at least two tags to every blog post? :P