Finding a Life

So lately I have been jonesing bad to get my own place. I miss my house. And as much as I really want that, I do not see myself being able to get a loan since I have been at my job just about 6 weeks. Usually mortgage lenders require a year. The thought of wasting money on rent does not appeal to me. But I do need to get some away time from the rents. ( So to speak...they are charging me nil. ) I am grateful for the home they have given me, but I need my own space. With all that in mind, I have been trying to find a life outside the house. I have returned to the gym after being gone for approximately 2 months. They want an incredible amount of money to join. I have a free pass for the first thirty days. Then I have to start paying. My second venture involves volunteering. I must say I am not totally altruistic. I will be working at the aquarium as a docent every other Sunday. I get to hang with all the fishes and other animals. And I am hoping that maybe, just maybe, I will meet some available men. Still think I need to add something else to find the best balance.

PS For those inquiring minds...no he has not asked me out. Darn it!