I really didn’t plan on posting anything until things started to get back on the up and up, but it seems like we rollin in the bad all the way through April so I may as well speak on it.
Its 7am Saturday morning and Im at my moms house. I was suppose to be going to volunteer for some womens event at the church but at the last minute mom decided I didn’t “look right” Sure we was suppose to be in all black but you tell me nah who the hell is really paying attention to my blue nikes!!!! If these women got time too look down at my shoes we got problems anyways. Here I am dealing with all this and still trying to do good where I can and mom is telling me Im not presentable enough. well shit you wouldn’t be lookin your best either if you lived out your car now would you??? but I digress.
So yea where do I begin on whats really going on. Friday after work I walked into the apartment I was staying in only to find the lights and heat shut off (shakes head) obviously I knew that was coming since my roomate had already left a week ago but the pure and utter shock remained the same. Still I didn’t panic, I packed what little clothes I had and headed out to the nearest hotel for the night. So there I am sitting in the hotel trying to use my wireless and the shit just wasn’t working to well. So I finally drifted off to sleep. Next morning I woke up to a banging on my door “housekeeping” im layin there thinking to myself “lady look I had a long night and your waking me up to clean?” Anyways I answer the door and she informs me that the room I am in is booked so I have to get another one. I swear if i havent been put outta more places that the law allows!!!!! shit!!!!
So there I am back on the road I decided to call around to some apartments. I found one place and when I get there she says well “YOUR INCOME IS TO HIGH” WTF??? did I just roll up on section 8 housing cuz it sure as hell dont look like it and if it is section 8 my ass needed to be signing up for it like yesterday. I swear somedays I do wish I was on aid cuz if i was I wouldn’t be homeless right now but again I digress. So I get back on the phone and call Colllege park apartments.
“So what exactly are you looking for?” I responded I haven’t a clue. So she goes on to explain how things work and that I would be sharing a 3 bedroom apartment with 2 other girls. I guess thats cool I don’t think I have an option to be picky at this point. So I filled out an application and headed back out. I promised a good friend of mine I would babysit her daughter for a couple hours so she could rest. She had to get lumps removed from her breast yesterday. Its a tough thing when people close to you have to deal with issues such as possible cancer. But I am pretty much true to my word so in spite of all that was going on I still managed to get Anisa (the kid) Anisa is 6 years old going on 20 she asked a million and one questions, why is your car so small? why do I have to wear a seatbelt? where are we going? are we there yet? “im hungry” Mind you only five minutes have passed since she got in my car. Anyways I inform her that once I get done running my errands we would go to the movies.
So I headed back to the apartments to finish filling out papers and talk to Ashley some more. Some cute young guy managed to entertain Anisa while I was talking. Then she breaks out and sings “Best of both worlds” to the guy. The guy instanly loves her. Well shit if it was the 6 year old applying for the apartment she would get it based on that performance. Anyways after 2 ballons, 1 bag of chips, 3 peppermints and a cup of water (her not me) later we are on our way again. Off to the movies to see Horton hears a Who”. The movie was actually pretty funny but im easily entertained anyways so thats not saying much lol. After that we go to Red Robin for dinner. Anisa happens to be a well spoken rather delightful child to be around, but she is good for reminding me that at 25 I have no business having kids. THANK YOU ANISA.
So I got her home around 9ish and her mom came down to thank me for taking her. Had she been givin a choice Anisa woulda spent the night (but I have no home) so that wouldn’t have worked to well. Anyways I drove back to Detroit and arrived at about 11ish I talked to mom for a bit and then fell asleep.
If you have read down this far your probably wondering why all this is going on. I honestly don’t have a true answer but I can atleast explain what happen last week.
Last week I was gonna flea Michigan. Then I misteriously got an email saying I had a job interview for a better position (where I currently work) I did apply for the job over a month ago and I know the Government is slow but I didn’t really think they would call me. Then I got another call from a job working at a travel agency booking charter buses from Lansing to Detroit. They wanted an interview as well. So as I am thinking about leaving all this stuff starts coming up. So I did both interviews and since then I been playing the waiting game. A week seems longer now days. Suddenly staying in Michigan making a possible 60k gives me hope and reason to stick it out a little longer.
So back at moms for now I have to pick up pinky the kitty from my girls house because she is going out of town and the both of us ( me and kitty) will be homeless, cuz mom don’t want the cat at her house. I thought I saw a light at the end of the tunnel but as I got closer I realized it was a train. I pray that in a few weeks I can look back at all this and say wow that was me? I am greatful I have my health, a car and a job still. Most people don’t have that but that still dont make what I am going through any easier. Do I blame myself for all this? Yea I have been a poor planner and this is the result. When I asked God to allow me to live off the seat of my pants this is not what I had in mind lol. But I digress……….
Oh I am in the makings of good novel with all this. I have hope though, I read Tyler Perry onced lived in his car and Steve Harvey so maybe there is hope for me after all.
Oh yea I called “C” to let him know I was out of the apartment (not that the lighs was off cuz I figure he knew that) I go on to tell him I may leave the states and he says “you should come here” Wha??? Mind you this the same person just gave me 2 weeks notice that I had to move and now your telling me to come to Chicago? Anyways so I play along with his game and say ” whats in Chicago” He says “Hello” As in duh me. I just played it off as if I didn’t know what that meant. I don’t understand how a 28 year old man can manage to not say “Mikki you know your my girl I love you and I really want you here with me” (and then I woke up) and all I get is a “Helloooo” Men are such dummies. Anyways I told him I declinded but thanks anyways I gotta get out on my own. “C” will always technically be my first love but he crazy sometimes, if i was a realist we would be together but unfortunally im cursed with living in fantasy land 24-7. So I might live to be 101 thinkin my real prince is coming to save me, rather than be with that one that seems to qualify for my list of “can’t stands” with the exception of the braids. Honestly “C” is a really good guy but I am totally a wuss when it comes to being told the truth and he is good for “Telling it like it is” I figure one day when I am older I will be able to digest such critisim, but right now that shit is for the birds!!!
Mikki