Optimism

 

I feel very, very blessed.

I still have to pay the phone bill (lol), but the Indian buffet? Well, it was wonderful, right up till the end of my meal. The tandoori chicken had a sort of gamey, odd smell and flavour. I wouldn't call it off, but I would call it unusual to say the least. Turned me right off of my meal. :( Oh well.

Well, tomorrow is the day! Tomorrow is the day I visit the rental agent and plunk down my deposit on the new place. It's an incredibly dated apartment, which I love very much. A decidedly 1930's feel, right down to the standalone bathtub and the old kitchen cupboards. It even has a niche in the hallway, where back in the old days a telephone would probably be. Just the spot for my "Christ Pantokrator" icon and vigil candle. I am not getting my hopes up (I still have to do the application, which makes me nervous because that means another hurdle) but all signs point to me getting this place. Positive vibes, please.

The anxiety level is building, but I am still capable of experiencing joy. Even in the face of a bad case of the jitters, I feel overwhelmingly blessed in what I have. All I can do, is maintain a spark of optimism that everything will go well.

All Good Things, everyone.