Random Ramblings Are Random

Packing has started in earnest now. I will be moving at the end of November one way or another. As it looks right now, I will likely be moving in with a friend and her daughter. There is nothing affordable available for me to be able to live on my own. Not to mention that my bills have gotten a bit of out control and I will not have them back under control in time to switch them to a new place. Besides, this will allow both my friend and I to save money. Christmas is coming, and I want to save up for a vehicle so that I can maybe move outside of the city to somewhere affordable. Surprisingly, I have managed to move pretty much all my clothing into my tiny closet in my bedroom. The 'closet' in the other room currently has my bins of fabric and sewing supplies. I have gotten rid of a lot of clothes that I don't wear at all, and I still have more to get rid of. I have a feeling that many of my doom bags are just going to end up straight in the garbage. Well, after I pull out a

So, I'm taking yet another round of writing classes. I know that over the past couple of years that my writing has gotten better, but I would never have considered myself actually good. Passable, sure. Certainly no better than some abysmal writers who have somehow managed to get movie deals out of the dreck they've produced. Anyhow, one of the things about the writing classes I'm taking is that we do peer reviews. And the two people reading my work this time around are established writers, but only one writes in the same genre I do. The other one writes historical fiction for the most part. The fantasy writer has commented each time on my work that I'm clearly a skilled writer and he can't wait to read more of my work. I'm still beside myself after his comment tonight. Especially after he stated he wants to read the first eleven chapters - I had submitted Chapter 12 for tonight's class. It was re-write that stretched out the much shorter scene I had submitte

So, I still haven't received a written eviction notice from my landlord. But that doesn't mean that I don't intend to be out by the end of November. It does, however, mean that I likely won't be doing him the courtesy of giving him an actual notice when I move out. My tentative plan at this point is to move out first and then give him notice just prior to changing my phone number and blocking him from emailing me. Does this mean I likely won't get my security deposit back? Yeah, probably, but I have a feeling he'd be trying to withhold it anyway. Just my gut speaking. Also, as an older woman I have to get mammograms done once in a while. And I got the results in the mail of my last one. The results were normal, thankfully, but I do have high breast density. What this means is that approximately 75%, give or take on either side, is glandular tissue. I could probably have predicted that based on the fact that as I lose weight my band size goes down and my cup size