Over the last few days things have been getting to me, I admit it. But it never fails to amaze me, when I have something completely figured out (or so it seems) things change. I couldn't find a place to live in PA so I came back to Las Vegas - fair enough. Then I get to Vegas and I get a phone call for a job - again, fair enough. The problem isn't the job - it's finding a place to live. In Vegas there's no shortage of housing, people even put up blankets as dividers in their garages just to rent the space out. Out there it's a simple prospect - if you can't pay you're out, it's as simple as that. In PA (from what I've experienced). it's give us your first born a DNA test, then a blood test. Then maybe, just **MAYBE** we'll rent to you.
I really shouldn't complain. Even *if* I decide to go back in 2 weeks I will have had what essentially what amounts to a paid vacation in Vegas - right? I just seems like every time I get settled into a situation that things change yet again. At this point all I want in my life is stability. I'm getting to be an old goat, but I'm far from ready to go out to pasture, trust me.
How is this all going to play out? I have no idea. But the one thing I have to do is stop changing my mind every time the wind changes direction. The last thing I want to do is turn 40 and be burnt out already.
