Plans are made to fall apart

The world apparently doesn’t think I’m having it hard enough. It took me a long time to muster the strength to start making changes in my life, and just as everything sort of seemed to brighten up…

…it hit me. My income (well, unemployment benefit) will quite soon drop dramatically, while at the same time my living expenses go up due to having to pay off mortgage again – and considering I only survived this far by constantly borrowing money, this is obviously not good. The situation leaves me with very few choices: either I get a job now or I’ll have to pack up and sell the place. Might even have to sell the place nevertheless, since said job could well be in a location that doesn’t mix well with where I live.

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