The winds of change

 The winds of change never blow gently, but rather often come at gale force. 

I have so many things piling up on my plate right now that i have no real idea as how to effectively address them. My brain is stuck in teenager mode right now where the very basic concepts of things are alluding me. 

I consider myself rather spry in most aspects of life, finance, technology, and the like. However, I feel like a child stood before a board filled with the most advanced mathematical formulations, and told to solve it, and I just learned my ABC's yesterday. This metaphor is the best that I can come up with right now.

The probable changes that are up coming is that I have given more thought that usual to the idea of moving into a rent controlled apartment. If my new prescription drug plan that medicare is wanting me to change over to is going to be $86 on most months, this is going to be the only way that I am able to pay for things and still live indoors. This coupled with the fact that my rent is going to increase by $50 starting January 1 makes the cost of living such that I am in the negative before the next month begins.

I also am still having car troubles and have yet to hear anything about it or the price tag outside of what I have already paid on it. A sum that really placed me in a head lock and bent me over, considering that Christmas is just a few days away.

All that I do know is that I am going to have to prepare to make some drastic changes. Im going to have to cut the fat from my already emaciated lifestyle. At the moment of typing this, I honestly have no idea where these changes are going to come from, let alone how they are going to affect my life going forward. I probably wont have a good grasp of what to expect until June or July, when I have had several months of having to scrape by. 

The only solution that I can see right now at this moment is getting out from under the $750 monthly rent that I pay. I understand that it is a drop in the bucket in contrast to the surrounding areas and the nation. But when 98% of your income is going to just placing a roof over your head, and now the probability of having 1.5% going to monthly medications, that leaves very little wiggle room for anything else. 

So I am leaving my worries, fears, questions, and quibbles to the universe and or whatever god or goddess or higher power may exist that finds my "problems" significant in the over all grand vastness of the universe, or that the very least my egocentric ideology that something like the universe or a deity would even see me on their radar.