Day Thirty-Seven: Do You Believe That Things are "Meant to Be"?

In the mighty search for a place to live, I have been looking several times a day and calling numerous weird people in order to find something affordable in an area I like that isn't a dump. Since I'm making entry-level salary and refuse to live with others, I obviously can't afford much. So, the process has been proving difficult, and I still haven't looked at anything other than the one small, yet adorable place I've already seen.

But today, my mother found a place that warranted an email in the middle of the day telling me about it. It wasn't just a one-bedroom apartment, it was a two-bedroom cottage, with a washer and dryer. For the same price as the one-bedroom room in an old house with no washer and dryer I had seen. I immediately scrambled to see pictures of it online, and was convinced when I saw it had its own mailbox. So, naturally, I called the realtor immediately to schedule a showing, and I am awaiting her call back.

So while I would love to love this place, and love even more to love it and rent it, it may just be not meant to be. Maybe, it isn't "meant" to happen. While I am not necessarily a spiritual person and I am definitely not a religious one, I can't help but believing begrudgingly in the concept that if something is supposed to happen and work out, it will. I take my job as the perfect example of that. It took me a ridiculously long time to get hired after college, and I went on interview after interview and never got an offer. But finally, I was offered the job I have now, and I couldn't be happier. I can't imagine finding a better environment to work in or better people to work with. So clearly, to me, it was "meant to happen."

So, like I was with my job situation five months ago, I am antsy and on-edge about this cute little cottage. But as I've learned a pretty strong lesson with the employment situation, I now have a better sense of calm about this situation than I think I normally would have. If the realtor doesn't call me back, I will email her, and then if she doesn't get back to me, I will assume it wasn't meant to happen. I am also a strong believer that you need to go after what you want in life, but if doing all you can doesn't get you want you want, maybe it just wasn't meant to happen.

Whether this is or is not the case, I am trying to remain calm and un-stressed about this situation to keep what is left of my sanity and peace of mind. I am chronically stressed out and probably shortening my life, so the last thing I want to do is get worked up over something that really is not that important. Moving out is important, yes, but I do not have to move out by March. Getting a cottage is not important, it's just a really lucky opportunity. So I'll sit and wait, but I won't freak out. Here, cottage, cottage, cottage...