Lavish Living

After my interview I headed back over to the hostel to take a quick nap before moving into my new place.

How in the world did you find a place to live with no money?

You-Know-Who did it.

And it’s beautiful.

I’m living right in the middle of the 3rd ward which is also known as the Museum District. This place is chock full of amazing architecture and artsy people. I have the first floor of a tri-level townhome to myself.

How much did it cost to move in?

Zero.

How much am I paying a month?

Zero.

Nawww.. Just playin..

I met a college professor who usually rents out the extra bedroom in his home. He has a student who is coming in from China at the end of February and he offered the place to me for $10 a day until mid February. The best part is; I don’t have to pay him anything until I get settled. He offered me a deferred payment plan that spans 6 months.

“I make it my mission to be kind to this earth,” he explained as he walked me through his immaculate home. Dude’s townhome is OFF THE HEEZY!

It’s hands down, the most beautiful place I have EVER lived! I believe God is giving me a preview of what is to come because even though I have no income and no friends in this city yet, everytime I move my standard of living gets better and better. How else could I have $10 in my account and STILL live in luxury like this?!!

You gotta know God has blessed this venture.

The only drawback is that through some funny kind of wiring, my cell phone doesn’t receive a signal when I’m inside the house. Last night was my first night here and I almost cried. I felt like a prisoner because I couldn’t talk on the phone but I slept so well. My room is beautifully decorated, fully furnished (no more sleeping on the floor like I did in the condo in Atlanta) and the man is so nice and smart.

As I surveyed the books on his massive bookshelf I spotted one title that made me laugh; THE EVIL THAT MEN DO. LOL!

I smirked. It turns out that this professor is a former FBI agent and he teaches courses on Criminal Psychology.

Today I was talking to JB about the fact that I can’t use the phone inside the house and how much it bothers me.

“Don’t complain,” he warned me.

“I’m not complaining,” I responded hotly. “I just NEED to talk. I’m lonely.”

“Yeah but…don’t you think there may be a reason the Universe has you in this place of all places? You are in a place where you can’t use the phone. Maybe God wants to speak to you. Maybe it’s time to spend time with yourself and focus on you.”

“Maybe you should download messenger,” I replied slyly.

“I don’t chat…I’m a man,” he says in a deep gruff voice.

I laugh. I love it when he talks like that.

Maybe God is trying to tell me something. Well, I’ll surely be able to hear him clearly with no access to a phone during my few weeks here.

Today I woke up early and jetted out to the foodstamp office and got lost 3 times but I didn’t even cry. My application was not accepted saying that I had a case open in another state. Who? I have to call and see what’s going on.

I’m starting to know where things are in Houston. The streets all have names instead of numbers but when I drive I’m not driving at leisure, I’m looking HARD at everything around me so I will become familiar with the names and so far…man…I am so proud of myself. I’m doing a great job navigating this city alone.

I can’t wait to make some friends though.

I met a couple of women on the internet and I plan to go to church with one this Saturday. I hope she’s nice. She seems to be.

I’m hopeful right now because…well…how can I not be when God has brought me this far?

I’m certain He will take me the rest of the way.