the 13th

There’s something lovely about this day, this special date – Friday the 13th. As much magic and possibility as anything else, like scaries and little grievances. Still here, the chance to rejoice in this day. Like the first appointment with my new doctor, in a couple of hours. Then a spin over to Cayucos.

I gave my 30-day notice to the owner a few minutes ago. I will be vacating on or before July 15. I explained myself and handed a formal letter I’d typed on the laptop yesterday and emailed and had printed down at my credit union. A copy for me too.

In my Morning Pages earlier I gave ’til next Thursday to walk into the post office and begin the change of address process. In other words, to have a new address to change to by then. There’s not one now.

I don’t know what this makes me other than I’ll need to pack the Camry again.