A Balance of Sorts

[katiefoolery]

There appears to be balance in all things. For every kitten, there are no fewer than one hundred, hideous spiders, at least one of which will be lurking under your pillow. For every beautiful sunrise, there's a rainstorm just as you step off the bus.

Mine go a little like this...

We're paying a little less rent lately. Which is good... except that the reason behind it is that the landlord is trying to sell. So yes, a year after having to move because our previous landlord sold, we're now looking at having to find a new place for exactly the same reason. I'm beginning to feel a little cursed.

Our landlord has appeared to be reasonably easy-going and hasn't created any troubles for us, or delayed repairs (unlike previous landlords). Which is good... except he's an idiot. He's trying to sell the house with no backyard and no garage, since that space is going to be taken over by a new, double-storey townhouse, construction of which will start very soon. And when I say no backyard, I mean no backyard; the back of the house will be practically against the fence of the subdivided property. Plus, the new owners will be living next door to a construction site for the next few months. Who wouldn't want that?

The balance thing works the other way, though. For instance, I have no time for anything lately. Which is bad... except that it means I'm doing so much new stuff and learning new things and getting to know new people.

Or take the fact that I had to stuff around with a dodgy video camera and return it in exchange for a different. Which is bad (well, it's more irritating, really)... except I now have a video camera that works and that actually shoots in proper widescreen.

And then there's stuff that's just plain old straight-out good: the fact that I'll be on holidays in just over a week; the fact that I'm going to be spending a weekend with friends I haven't seen for ages in... just over a week, too; the fact that I'll be visiting the parents and consuming eggs of chocolate the week after.

So, take heart, my lovely flisters: for every piano that falls on your head, there'll be a compensating random singing montage as you walk down the street.

Comments

[delustre.livejournal.com]

As long as the piano falling on my head is after the random singing montage, that's okay! :P.

*passes triple choc chip cookes* (They balance out all that icky healthy stuff we eat, you see?)

[wiccanslyr.livejournal.com]

Your optimism is very optimistic.

[http://users.livejournal.com/traycer_/]

You are so right! Pardon me for saying this, but in my experience, every bad thing that happens is a blessing in disguise.

Of course, I can't quite figure out how a piano falling on my head is a blessing...

[amyty.livejournal.com]

No talking about spiders under pillows! lalalalala-ears-covered-

[charliemc.livejournal.com]

I salute you for looking at this in the best possible light. What happens is meant to (that's how we view things), so there's probably something good that will come out of it...

I'm sending good thoughts and many prayers your way, just to be safe. (smile)

(hugs)

[crazedturkey.livejournal.com]

Oh what the heck selling AGAIN? ugh. When you were just settled and everything.
What's keeping you busy? Sounds exciting?

I'm seeing you in a WEEEEEKKKKK!!!

[erinmacha.livejournal.com]

I don't know what your finances are or even if you like the place enough - but have you asked if you could rent to own?

[rhianon76.livejournal.com]

Well I got the piano. And the anvil. And the rocket. I feel like the Coyote from the old Looney Toons shorts.

Hey Karma, I'll take my singing montage any time now plzkthx. :D

[faded-pretense.livejournal.com]

I always wanted a random singing montage to happen... well... randomly. lol

[surferartchick.livejournal.com]

Are we on the moving boat together? :D That sucks but moving can be fun and a cleansing experience. You are able to go through and truly get rid of old baggage that may unknowingly, be holding you down.

Your piano example is quite brilliant!