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The universe keeps reminding me that things most likely will not turn out the way you plan for.

I thought I had already had my dose of that lesson, but what the hell, bring it on fates.

I've now been in Florida a month give or take.

I'm still living on a sofa and out of suitcases.

My home renovations have been- interrupted.

By mold.

New timeline and plans- unknown.

I know that eventually this will be remedied and resolved.

In the meantime, it feels like life's cruel sense of humor.

I'm the ultimate cliché- almost 50, jobless and living on my parent's sofa.

Holy shit I'm a bad sitcom.

How did I go from a secure, confident professional, to a scared but determined traveler, and now to a desperate, displaced couch surfer?

Oh right, I got knocked on my ass by grief.

All I wanted when I got here was to get into a routine, rebuild a home base.

Nope, not gonna happen. Not yet. 

That item is out of stock, check back in 30 days.

So I'm shifting my focus and hoping to get back to some work here soon. Put my energies somewhere and try to make an impact.

I keeping looking for silver linings.

For things could be worse moments.

And I know they are there, right now I'm having a hard time identifying them.

in fact some things I am grateful for:

my family-being here with them, and for their never ending hospitality

my friends in Seattle keeping the rope tethered and not letting go

opportunities to get back to work

the sunshine

the Seahawks are 3-3 !!