How Do I Learn To Let You Go?

A few months ago my apartment building was sold to a realtor in Kansas City. I chose this apartment initially because I felt that the company that owned it was genuine, which they were. I have had my doubts about this new company (I do not live in KC, by the way), finding them unorganized. I recently received a letter that made me feel like they were forcing me to go back to a lease instead of month to month. I still need to call them and attempt to work my charm, but I am left with a decision; do I finally pack up and move on like I have wanted to? It feels like the right time, but I am afraid of change, and I am sad about how this may affect my clients that I have worked so hard to gain their trust. Also, I hate moving. I'll have to pack my things and actually clean the damn place.

I spent so long moving apartments from year to year, and it has felt nice being in the same place for a prolonged period of time. I don't want to give that up, but I don't want to commit to staying here.

Advice from those who have been in the same situation?

Sounds Of Silence

I know it's been a long time since I've posted. Since I quit Shmupplebees I became conflicted on whether or not to blog about my other job (stupid HIPPA/mental health case manager by the way). But after almost almost a year and a half void of server stories, I definitely have other tales to tell that I cannot without breaking confidentiality. Do I bitch about my supervisor? Probably shouldn't. She's in charge of the fact that I work there and get a paycheck. Do I bitch about the clients? Maybe in an extremely vague way. Hmmmm. What to complain about.

Giving more soon, but why don't those of you that think bringing humor into the stress of my job is a wise decision leave me a comment to motivate (a case management term) me to bring on the stories.

P.S. If you vote for me to stay on the island extremely offensive jokes may ensue as mental health professionals need to get all of the crap piled on them out somehow.