So. Yeah. Remember how I've been whinging about not being able to find a subletter? So I'd been advertising on craigslist and was just flabberghasted that I had not yet gotten a single response after three weeks. Finally I sat down to get to the bottom of things and figured out that one really needs to READ the e-mails craigslist sends, as the posting only goes through once you've confirmed it by clicking a link in the e-mail. The really insulting part is that I've used craigslist several times before this for roommate proposistioning. Gold star Allison, gold star.
BUT!
If one is a believer in fate, which I may or may not be, one may make the argument that everything plays out as it is supposed to, and today I found my subletter! He seems like a very good fit for the place, and perhaps this auspicious meeting would not have happened but for my lack of wits.
So that's a good bit o' stress off my back, I'm mucho relieved. The nerves seem to be slightly abating today, which is so welcomed as I've been getting maybe 4 hours of sleep a night recently. Honestly I'm not keenly sure how I'm still functioning. I chalk it up to the very same nerves keeping me up every night coupled with excitement and anticipation. Plus I'm kind of used to it thanks to the coffee job, my body has adapted to just powering through. Eventually the collapse comes though, hopefully on the aeroplane ride to Dublin! Plus once I get to Ireland and realize how dreadfully boring things are going to be I'll probably sleep through most of it!
Here goes - 64 hours and counting!
1 comment:
w00t! Who doesn't like less stress?
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