All I've learned so far is that I don't know anything about anything.
I'd really hoped that by now I'd be back home but not yet. I've got the exhaust fans running 24/7 and i drop by daily to collect mail, put out garbage, dump the water from the dehumidifier, check to make sure everything is in order and then I go back to the apartment. I still hate that im in this ugly apartment but now I've been doing this long enough that it does feel something like home and I do like to come back and chill w my cats. I'd much rather live in the house but i can't, so this is at least not torture living here with my own space and what i need and my cats who I love more than anything else. I don't feel homeless or displaced so much as I did before, I feel like I have two homes now. It sucks because I only want the other one, but I don't feel homeless. I'd been spending more time in the house and had an appointment to turn the cable back on at the house thinking I'd maybe try to work from home from there and that'd be enoug...