Happy Easter to Everyone! For me, it's a pretty normal day because my family is all in Oregon. I am going to go get a pizza later this afternoon, so that will be my Easter fun. Seeing pictures of my nieces, nephew, and little cousin is fun, as well.
Looking forward to seeing them next week, though feeling somber about my mom's memorial. Went through some pictures today and sent them to my sister who is creating a nice slideshow. The show will be accompanied by songs that were special to my mom and dad. There will also be three songs sung live, and it looks like I will end up speaking and saying a poem. I wasn't sure I was going to, but now I'm feeling I should and want to, even though it will be hard. My dad, sister, and brother will also be speaking, and I think we will have some coffee and cookies afterwards so people can talk.
I was hoping my landlord would give some flexibility on my moveout date, due to my mom's passing and traveling to Oregon, but he left this kind of sh*tty voicemail (after I initially asked and he initially said no but then seemed to be considering it) saying - in an apologetic tone that didn't match what he was saying - that he needed me out by the 29th, and that he had been helping me and had given me "an extra 30 days." What? His "help" was giving me a sheet of local house listings that were way above my range and passing on a couple business referrals that never responded to my emails. I appreciate the referrals but I sent him the email template and he passed it on to them. And when he said "extra 30 days," I guess he was referring to the legal requirement to give me 30 days notice? This is countered by the fact that he initially said this would likely be a longer-term living situation, and that if anything changed, he would give me a few months notice.
The main thing is that I have been unexpectedly dealing with my mom's passing - it would have been very difficult to jump into house searching in the initial weeks of grieving, and traveling to Oregon takes further time away from what is a very difficult search in the Bay Area.
So that is my lament, but there is nothing I can do about it, so I am just sucking it up and going for it, doing the best I can to find a place. I applied for an affordable studio/one-bedroom I haven't heard back from yet and went to see two places yesterday. They both are okay/do-able except for Zoey. The first one is very rugged with lots of construction projects going on all around the house, and the yard is not enclosed. The second one was great, except her dog - a sheltie/collie mix - barked sharply at something outside for much of the time I was there and tried to nip me once when I was petting her. The woman said several times that her dog liked to have a "deputy to boss around." Well, I'm sorry, but I don't want Zoey "bossed around" all the time, and I don't think Zoey would take to that either.
So, the search continues... Thank God my good friend has offered a room for me to stay as a last resort, if needed, until I found a place. It's not ideal, since her nephew is currently staying there, as well, but I'm grateful to have a safety net. Tomorrow, I will schedule the moving container drop-off and pick-up and send an email about a packing party. sigh. I think I'll have a glass of wine with that pizza.