Thursday, Apr. 07, 2005
The Best Laid Plans Can Mean Egg On Your Face
Sometimes you're the windshield, sometimes you're the bug. Today I guess it's my turn to be the bug, and the windshield apparently belongs to an 18-wheeler.
Now that I've quit my job and planned to buy a plane ticket outta here this weekend, I was informed that I may not have a place to stay if I go to Indy as planned. (Long story - situation entirely out of friend's control and has her in a blind panic.)
Needless to say, this puts me into a spot. If I wait until the last possible second to purchase air fare, it'll cost me literally three times as much.
Plan B: I go ahead and purchase the ticket with the plans to take what cash I have and rent a dump the second I get into town. From what I've been told of Indy, though, the public transit system is one step up from the stone age and should not be relied upon for anything important like trying to find work, getting groceries, or going further than one block from home.
Plan C: Go to Indy, buy a rattletrap car and live in it. Wouldn't be the first time I've lived in a car. I just hoped not to do it again. It's testament to how much I want to leave this place that I'd ponder doing it again without so much as blinking.
I'm not thrilled with either previous option but life sometimes hands you lemons just when you've run out of sugar to make lemonade. Good thing I don't have a sweet tooth, eh?
I'm still working on plan D, which could entail landing somewhere else. I've talked to a friend who's asked me to head for San Antonio, Texas. If I go in that direction, I think I will look into buying a vehicle and driving. Wherever I go, I'm going to need a car, anyway, and that would enable me to take along a few more things that I was going to have to leave at my sister's house.
If anyone else has any ideas, I'll be happy to hear them. But I have to say, this WILL resolve the quandary of how to tell Boss he can't call me!
Boss told me to put a want ad on our web page, seeking someone to replace me. He asked me to write up a job description, then quipped, "Wait - HOW MUCH WEB SPACE DO WE HAVE???"
Oh, and here's something funny. I apparently won the lottery without knowing it (and without collecting any money!) That's the latest rumor around town. Boss was telling me while we both cracked up. He told people he knew I hadn't won the lottery because I'm still here, and I'm still driving his crappy Buick. I told him if I won the lottery I'd still finish out the month, but I would most DEFINITELY be driving a different car.
Well darn. For once, I would've liked the rumor mill to be correct!
I had planned to stay home and pack, but given the sudden, gaping hole where a plan used to be, I'm going to my sister's house for the weekend instead, and trying to gather my wits enough to figure out what I am going to do next. Again, not going to automatically drop the move to Indy, just trying to figure out the particulars and take it from there.
Before - After
In the grander scheme of things, no soul can truly be replaced. Each one of us has a place in the universal tapestry. We each contribute our own color and texture. When one thread is snipped too soon, it distorts all the threads around it. Other lives can unravel and tear. If the wrong thread is ripped away, the whole fabric of life becomes dangerously fragile.
- LeiLani, aka Radiogurl aka Bright Opal (1957 - )