Month Six: When on stomach can lift chest and part of stomach off the surface bearing weight on hands
Basically… When flat on your face, you have the strength to lift your self up. Today, after only today’s of searching, we found an apartment. It has felt like I have been flat on my face, or if and when people place me somewhere, I sorta have to stay put until someone else comes along and moves me. I have felt uber dependent. In need of people to carry me, lift me, clean me. And all of a sudden, I lifted the top portion of my body UP.
Of course this apartment find was due primarily to people putting out the word. There was no sign on the house - and we had the wrong address, but i would have literally NEVER looked there had some one not given the tip. So in essence, they put me on the ground and then i had to lift up.
We got to the general area and the house looked real busted and not like anywhere anyone would be renting. A litle yappy dog ran up to the chain link fence and something in me said… just wait a min. Then this guy- latino my ageish- walked up and said something to the dog. I asked him if he know the people who lived at the house, he said of course. So I asked if he knew if they were renting an apartment. Then he said no, but that the woman he lives with IS in fact renting a house.
So I went with a perfect stranger into a gated house with a fig tree in front and found our apartment. It is really simple. Plain white stucco building but with a bedroom and a kitchen and a view and a garden!!!
It is good. a block off echo park and sunset… i think real good.
Also. This morning we went to look at this other apartment building that was pretty amazing but the manager gave us insider scoop about the place and it just wasn’t for us… but the story is this. we were in the managers office just talking and there was this beautiful 1930’s mirror in his office… just there. It used to be in the building but during a renovation they were gonna throw it out. He said… take it if you want. I am just gonna give it away… we ended up leaving with the mirror and a kitchen table.
Thai noodles for lunch
$1 fish tacos for dinner
Month Six “Grabs feet and pulls to mouth”
So… can I eat this? It is how I feel today in my six month post Dell’Arte. Intrinsically, I know some thing needs to go in that big orphus… where boobs and bottles usually go, but how about this great exciting thing I can now grab? Look it this! Can you do this with your big foot? Prolly not. Maybe it is NOT the most effect use of my time, but it is pretty awesome.
Today was my first day on the house hunt in Los Angeles. And it feels like putting my foot in my mouth. Not in the way that I usually put my foot in my mouth by saying all kinds a fucked up loud mouthed “your mama” jokes… oops your mom just died of cancer kinda foot in my mouth ways… no this is like, well I should start somewhere. So why not- oh pick any ole place- here. And although it is technically and literally all WRONG… it is what is happening. But it feels like just doing something to be doing something. Neither me nor my man have a job- no surprise… so why do we spend the majority of our day looking for housing that no one will give us b/c we have no actual way to pay after the first months rent!!! But all my life thus far, people have been putting things in my mouth… now I wanna do it TOO!!!
It is part of this month’s development, right? Thank god the month is almost over, so i can pull the foot out of my mouth and start doing some walking… to JOB interviews.