It ain't over....

And the fat lady ain't in sight. Hell, pretty much NOTHINGNESS is the only thing in sight.

That means just one thing.
I'm inside the typhoon.
Everything I once knew is swirling about me.
Glimpses and flashes of the past whirl about me.

I'm honestly amazed that I have landed as squarely as I have, when a mere three weeks ago, I moved.

I expect - no... HOPE - that the winds of change die down soon.
I've been working as best I can in a downward spiralling real estate market and am now late on almost all of my payments. I have hope that the income - and the return of my former security deposit - will right my sinking ship.

That, once righted, will alleviate my less than practical mental state.
THEN...
The real test begins...

When will I EVER get a rest!?!??