I Gotta Change My Way of Living

a picture of stacks of boxes in our tiny living room.
A small glimpse of the ongoing chaos.

It’s been a minute since I’ve done a proper blog post. The campaign diaries have sort of taken over. Not intentionally, they’re just easy to put up since I already write the summaries for my group for each session anyway. That said, I haven’t really been doing much writing or reading to speak of, so there wasn’t a reason to go about doing a Weekend Wrap-Up post.

So if I haven’t been writing, and I haven’t been reading, what have I been doing?

Well, as may seem obvious, I’ve been working on D&D a lot. Since about April or so, my wife and I have been dealing with some very stressful life stuff. Some of it involves her medical issues, some of it involved work, and some of it involved our living situation. All of that took up so much of my headspace, there wasn’t really room for much in the way of proper narrative writing. Thankfully, we’ve had a few strokes of good fortune that have me very excited for the future.

My wife received some very good news that is still pending a few T’s dotted and I’s crossed, so I’m being coy for now. But it is and will be a huge relief once it’s finalized.

In the meantime, I have been doing some professional development and have landed myself a job in an area that I’ve been wanting to work in for a long time. It’s not official-official yet — I still have to sign the paperwork — but it’s in a field I’ve wanted to work in for quite a few years now. That will hopefully be finalized this week and I can begin transitioning into that position.

Also, after several months of clusterfuckery, in which we almost found ourselves homeless a few times due to clerical errors from management, we are finally moving to a new place. It’s big, it’s roughly the same price as where we’re living now, and it’s going to make things so much easier for us. It’s not just that we need more storage for our stuff. It will literally be safer for my wife to move around. Our current place is just too small and overfull. We don’t have a bunch of junk that we can just toss to make room, it’s that the bed and computer desk are on opposite walls but still nearly touch because the room is so small, and even after consolidating down to one dresser, there’s still barely enough room for that.

We’ll be moving from a itty bitty 1 bedroom apartment (literally comprised only of 1 bedroom, 1 kitchen/living room, and 1 bathroom) to a 2 bedroom apartment that’s almost twice the size of our current place with a comparatively massive living room and 1.5 bathrooms. It’s in an older area that’s still nice and near some fun things, and although I’ll miss my current area and its lovely walking trails, and proximity to downtown, this apartment was only supposed to be temporary until we got back on our feet after we lost the house.

It feels a bit like closing a book on a chapter in our lives. We’ve had a bad run of luck for a few years now, and it feels like things are finally turning in our favor again. I can’t express how relieved I feel. I hope this continues for a bit. Then again, whenever I write stuff like this out, I can’t help but worry that I’m jinxing myself, that putting these thoughts into words will make the universe realize it made a mistake and pull promptly resume pulling the rug out from under us. But I’m trying to push that anxiety aside and let myself feel the happiness and relief.

Speaking of anxiety, I’ve also been up to a few personal health things. I started seeing a therapist a couple weeks ago. It’s only been one session, and I’m honestly not sure whether I like it or not, yet, but I figured while the depression medication my doctor prescribed me helped a good deal, I still needed to try to develop better ways of coping so I don’t end up crying in my bathroom floor again.

I also have officially been diagnosed with ADHD by a real bona fide psychologist. I can’t describe how relieving it was to finally have confirmation that my difficulty with deadlines and time management isn’t just that I’m a bumblefuck, but that there’s genuinely some tomfoolery in the wiring of my brain that makes certain things more difficult for me. I’ve suspected I might have ADHD for a few years now, but I just never had the money or time to go to a doctor and ask about it — plus I was always afraid that I’d explain my symptoms and they’d think I just read off some ADHD FAQ and give me the boot.

This weekend, my wife and I will be packing and preparing to move…probably Thursday. There’s a few things still pending, they have to replace the carpets in our new place, and it’s unclear if that’ll happen on Monday like they want or not. I’m hoping for Thursday, though, since that’d give me a long weekend to move in and get things unpacked. I’ll take a few pictures and post them when I get the chance.

There’s a lot of changes going on in ol’ Casa del Dow, so don’t expect this to be some big triumphant return to blogging or anything, but I wanted to pop in a give an update.

How are y’all? Any big updates or cool things you want to talk about? How’s your mom and them?

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