Living Conditions

It was a busy weekend. I had shows, rehearsals and a move. I'm still in the same place. Maile moved in yesterday. It was my idea. She was paying rent for a place she never went. For the past couple of weeks she's been looking for a new place (her old landlord was... weird). She was starting to seriously stress about the money. She looked at a room the other day that she really liked. The guy was a vegetarian (like her) and she liked the space. Then she told me the rent. Yipes. She said that she crunched the numbers and she could probably pull it off. She's a server for The Cheesecake Factory, so her income is very dependent on tips. She has a bad week, she can't pay rent.
I finally told her it was ridiculous. She could just stay here (Where she spent all her time anyway), pay half of what she was going to, and be better off. She saves money, I save money, Hell, my other roommate Tony saves money.
Moving her took 3 people 3 hours. Not exactly the hardest thing in the world.
But now we have to deal with the whispering. We knew it was coming. People want to know if this is "advancing the relationship". And a simple "No" just doesn't seem to satisfy people. "But, you're living together?". Yes, we are, it made financial sense. "So, where is she sleeping?" Good Lord people! What is so difficult about this?
What did I expect?

Deep Thoughts

Having one of those heavy moments. Snuck up on me. I'm working from home, which means burning through DVDs all day. I picked up a cheap copy of "Cast Away" today, to watch while I work. Whoa. The scene when he gets back to Civilization and goes to visit his girlfriend, who is now married...
Kind of a punch in the gut. That, and when he loses his Volleyball. OK, they're not all deep thoughts.
Still kind of in Limbo here. Making money, but it's only temporary. Might have a major change in living arrangements soon. Birthday coming up. A big one. Yipes.
I have to go to Norwalk tomorrow to sign Divorce Papers. I already signed them, but they weren't notarized. Apparently my signature isn't good enough. Hers is, but not mine.
And, Obviously, today is September 11th. 6 years. It seems petty, but I keep thinking in terms of my life in the last 6 years. 6 years ago, I was engaged to be married, living in a trailer park, laying bricks for extra money, doing shows at a Junior College.
I guess I'm better off now. Making better money (when I make it). Not with a crazy person anymore (that makes a big difference in quality of life). But, where do I go from here?
Have I lost my direction? Did I ever have one? I guess I'm waiting to see what the tide brings in...