In search of...

So, I spend a lot of time on Craigslist these days. As I'm trying REALLY hard to not blow money right now, I figure I can't do too much damage in front of the computer, right?

My daily checkings of craigslist include the wanted roommates section and the job postings. It's really hard to look for roomies 3k miles away. Nearly impossible actually. The rents where I want to live are manageable. Definite plus. But, who will I be sharing space with? There are some weird people out there. People think I'm weird b/c I have sparkly glasses and a couple of tats, but I am about as down to earth and normal as it gets, in my humble opinion.

Some of the better ads include pictures of guys with pumped up muscles, or bible thumping ladies who want a good christian.

I want my roommate(s) to be a friend. Someone who will show me the area and show me how to scrape ice from my windshield. Someone I can have a hot cup of tea with and who will watch a cheesy movie. I'm looking for a friend in my roommate. I would like to bring an overnight guest over if I please, and I want to feel free to go in the kitchen or laze on the couch when I please.

Is that a lot to ask for, or am I hoping for too much? I think if I were to be really honest with myself - I mean digging deep here...I'm flipping scared out of my mind to do this move. I mean freaked to all hell. I found a great quote today while cruising online...

"It takes a lot of courage to release the familiar and seemingly secure, to embrace the new. But there is no real security in what is no longer meaningful. There is more security in the adventurous and exciting, for in movement there is life, and in change there is power."

This is about where I am right now. My familiar place does not feel meaningful. I've stopped investing in "stuff" so I can keep a lighter load. Stuff like books, movies, clothes, gidgets and gadgets. It just doesn't feel right here anymore. I feel a little zombified as I go through my daily routine...I think this is my brain preparing me for the next step - my big move. It doesn't help that I'm living with the bf, knowing full well that I'm going to leave. It's kind of a weird situation, but it's just what I have to do for now.

But back to roommate searching. If there are any souls out there reading this blog,
I'd love to hear your thoughts and/or experiences with roommate hunting.

Not to toot my own horn too much here, but I will. I think I'm a pretty good manifester. It's like a movie that plays in my head. For instance, when I was moving out from the bf the first time, I had this mental picture of who I wanted to live with and what kind of situation I wanted to land myself in. When I started searching, I found one ad and met with them. They were exactly who I hoped for. I moved in with them shortly, and they turned out to be amazing roommies. The best.

One of the only issues I had in that situation was the lack of privacy. Not that they were intrusive at all, but my room was right by the living room where EVERYONE and everyone's friends hung out. So, if I wanted to hang in my room, I either had to shut the door (which kinda made me feel weird), or I had to keep it open, and thus, no privacy. It never quite felt like home to me. Maybe it was because I was planning on moving even back then (which fell through), or maybe it was because for the first time, I was living in someone else's space and not my own. Whatever it may be, I couldn't quite get 100% comfortable. Even though living with the bf has its own concerns, it's my place and I can walk around in my birthday suit if I please. There is a certain comfort in that.

To sum up this long winded post, I'm hoping to find comfort and friendship in my new home. Time to manifest that...maybe after reading Harry Potter though. Over and out.