A SEASON OF DISCONTENT

Keeping Busy

I have been on a tear the last few days.

Friday I went to a park and walked.

Saturday I cleaned my living room and kitchen and then mopped my hall and kitchen floors. 

Sunday I drove six miles to the Wellness Center and walked the track.

Monday I woke up, washed the pile of dishes in my sink, and cleaned my bathroom from top to bottom. 

Tuesday I tried to figure out where all of this activity was coming from.

 A Season Of Discontent

I think all of this activity has stemmed from being in a season of discontent.

I'm wondering if I am at a crossroads.

Last week I spent some time thinking about my current situation.

I like my apartment, but I am not happy with its location. 

There is a sister complex in Decatur Georgia that I would like to move to. 

Location Is Everything

The apartments are not better than the one I am in.

The building is not better.

What is better is the location. 

It is two blocks from downtown Decatur, which I love.

The neighborhood is great for walking. 

It is 3 1/2 blocks from my primary care doctor.

It is five minutes from the Wellness Center where I like to walk and take exercise classes. 

The thrift store that I go to each week is there.

Decatur is like living in a small town and in the city.

When I drove over there on Sunday it was a hub of activity. 

It felt more like home to me.

The Problem

The problem is there is an over two-year waiting list, and they aren't currently taking new applications. 

It took over two years for me to get into this apartment, but I was at least able to apply. 

It is discouraging, but I will keep calling them to make sure I know when they open applications back up.

Two to three years is a long time, especially at my age, but I hope that I can eventually make the move. 

Hopefully, this season of discontent will propel me in a new direction.