For those who read this blog, you might have noticed that I put a reference to flying, or "soaring" in each of my blog post titles. Why am I doing this? Mainly because the thought of being surrounded by nothing but air at the top of a mountain makes me feel at peace. Standing at the top of a hill with nothing but sky above me brings me unfathomable peace and quiet - a break from the ever-busy tones of my life.
I've learned something valuable about life - no matter how many obstacles you overcome in your life, there are still more that life throws at you. Let's take a case in point. Last Monday I had to get bloodwork done that changed my life. I went from being in a state of denial to the sudden realization that everything would be okay. I started to pull the pieces of my life back together and had a reason to smile once again.
But all good things must come to an end eventually - like when I called my landlord on Friday to let him know that I'd be moving out during the first week of May. Not only did he hear about this from someone else first, but he spent the better part of half an hour chewing me out and patronizing me for it. Never mind the fact that our one-year housing contract (which was changed on the contract to actually be July, which is 14 MONTHS and not 12) is supposed to expire in May instead of July. Never mind the fact that I told him about the intended move back in January, as well as telling his daughter who happens to be a friend of mine. Never mind the fact that I asked the individual who told him to wait for me to let him know first. Never mind the fact that I had already had things worked out so that I would have paid my rent in full for the two months I wasn't there. Never mind the fact that John and I had things worked out so that we could have avoided something like this. No, none of this matters to him at all. And you know what? I don't give a damn. I could care less. Moving out in May will be the best thing I've done in a year and I won't be recommending this renter to anyone I know that's looking. Here's my advice to potential renters: stay away from B & L Investments Group unless you want to be patronized and talked down to.
So yes, this blog post has turned into more of a rant than it has of an update as to what's going on in my life and for that I apologize. I loathe being treated like a child, particularly by someone who probably knows 1/100th of what I've gone through this year. And this came at the worst time possible for someone who just went through a potentially life-threatening medical scare.
Carpe diem everyone.
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