Balls

It looks like my uncle isn't doing so well.

Father Dearest just called and said that he checked on him, and apparently he hasn't eaten in a week, and he was acting extremely strange. It's looking like that it's possible he may need to be moved into a more supervised facility. We'll find out more of what's going on Monday after his Dr's appointment.

This means I may have to move all of my things from the house even faster than I was planning. I'm more grateful now, than ever that I decided to make this transition to Georgia now, instead of waiting. 

But it also means I may have to do an actual house hunt. I like this place.. but it is noisy, there's not a huge amount of privacy, and it's far away from everything that I want to be close to, and is on the opposite side of Atlanta than I wanted to be on.  Plus, I don't relish the thought of moving large, heavy things twice in a short amount of time. I knew that this place would be temporary anyways. 

Lots to think about. Even more to research as far as what options I have. 

Lesson to be learned, kids. Don't fuck up your credit, because it puts a lot more walls up than anyone needs in situations like these.