thursdays

i had this amazing experience yesterday. a professional person, who had actually read my entire blog, commented to me directly that she was sorry i was so tortured by my money story. wow. tortured. that is quite the word.
so i decided to not take that comment with the perennial grain of salt, but instead chose to become overwhelmingly sad and reclusive upon hearing what i perceived to be some very bad news indeed. the following day, that would be today as it took me over 24 hours to recover, i asked myself: self, is this how you appear? is she and everyone else missing the ever present, though sometimes barely perceptible, silver lining?
in other words, don't you all know this sinking ship is righting its way up?
this then is my theory- it is all a story and simply my current means to an end. or a new beginning. or maybe just acceptance of what is.

and since i promised an update, and, we were speaking about my tortured relationship with money- john texted me he would have the delinquent april and future may rent next week.

we all know about that next week thing.

do you realize how confusing the this week, next week thing can be? depending on the day of communication?

in another future forecast- the fresh, new tenants have sent me a copy of the signed lease and i patiently await their deposit. check's in the mail.
this, for now, is life in the rental lane.