vagabond redux

Sarah got me reading Susan Miller's Astrology Zone a few months ago, and it's been eerily on target since then. i sort of believe whole astrology thing - all the attributes (good and bad) of Sagittarius fit me to a tee. so in addition to the monthly forecast online, i read the daily version in the paper every morning. this morning mine said:

"Stay motivated and enthusiastic about life, Sag. Even if things seem challenging, push through to achieve your goals. Being overwhelmed could be nothing more than a despondent moment of not believing in yourself. Have the determination to bring your dreams to reality; don't give up! The planets urge you to keep a positive attitude and move forward."

the reason i mention this is because the planets may be urging me, but they're also testing me. i had a low-key night last night, a little relaxing, a little TV. i watched "Ugly Betty" and they made a reference to the Company i'm working for (or volunteering for, technically) and clearly when there's an "Ugly Betty" reference involved, you know you've made it.

but i didn't sleep well. there was no reason for it, i just had a vague uneasiness. i tossed and turned but still got myself up early to go running. i felt better than i had the morning before, and was feeling excited for my Friday when i got back to the apartment. waiting for me on my bed was a note from my roommate. she let me know she's having a dinner party tomorrow night - how very considerate of her - and also that she's renting out my room as of December 1 and i should "plan accordingly."

i'm sorry - come again?

that was all. no explanations, no apologies for the short notice. technically it's three weeks but with Thanksgiving mixed in it's really only two and considering my still-wobbly paycheck situation, another move so soon wasn't what i was planning. and i know what you're all thinking - 'well, you basically killed her cat with your mind powers, what did you expect?' good point, but not true. there were some other circumstances involved too ridiculous to get into now that i certainly didn't think would lead to this.

all i know is what i've known for a long time now - roommates in general are more trouble that they're worth. i should amend that - roommates found on craigslist are more trouble than they're worth. especially when you reach a certain age (say, post-twenty-five) and believe in your bones that it just shouldn't be this complicated.

i admit, after i read the note i got in the shower and a few tears leaked out. but i told myself to get it together, that obviously this is for the best, that i could handle this. and apparently the planets think i can, too.

dear god i hope we're right.

mb