Check List and all

I went through the check list the divorce lawyer gave me last month. It's something I'd been putting off. I set up a meeting with her for next week. I set up a payment plan on the taxes, something else I'd been putting off. Interesting how something like a note on the table can be a catalyst for life moving forward...

I called several companies to get the necessary paper work started, talked over plans with my roommate for my situation, had lunch with two friends, met with my aunt, worked my butt off at the gym and sat at Wendy's laughing with some friends and had a small vanilla frosty for dessert. I'm meeting with my dad and Lisa tomorrow. I'm pretty convinced I'll have somewhere to live after July 1st. I took a mental inventory of everything I will sell. It's everything, btw. Pretty much everything. I txt'd back concerned friends who's read my last post, showered, put away my clothes I'd washed yesterday and now I'm going to bed.

That's day one in what will become the whirlwind of cleaning out and cleaning up my life.

As my aunt told me earlier today, there's something freeing about getting rid of all your material possessions. Then they don't control you anymore.

A friend of mine told me tonight at the gym that if I don't go through with the entirety of my plan, he will kick me. (He seemed pretty earnest about this, I don't think he was really joking). His girlfriend agreed.

Confirmation comes in the strangest of forms sometimes...

I looked on Craigslist for rooms or apartments out west, SoCal mostly. $600 for a room a mile from the ocean. Are you kidding me? That's only $100 more than I'm paying to live in Kansas. I google mapped Targets out there as well. I'd done this before and had already picked out my location. A friend's sister also happens to already lived out there as well. Bonus.

I'm asking friends to pray for clarity for me. Boy, though, it's hard guarding my heart on this one.