Get a'movin'

Yesterday was wonderful... that is until I got home from play practice. While I'm driving up to the house I notice a truck in the driveway. It's a gutter cleaning service truck and the gentleman is out of his truck talking to my roomate. I stop the car and backup in the road to allow the guy to leave. I'm thinking he is trying to sell us gutter cleaning. I pull into the garage and get out of the car. I greet the gentleman and thing I'm going to have to tell him we don't want any. To my suprise that is not what we talked about at all.

The gentleman introduces himself... it's my landlords son.

Some background info: My landlord has recently been in the hospital with brain cancer. I learned of this when I went to visit at the beginning of June. My landlord's wife and I had a really long talk about Jerry (my landlord) and just things going on around town.

The son asks me if I know what has been going on with Jerry and I tell him I do and ask how he has been. Jerry is in a nursing home right now. The son wants to move him out of the nursing home, move his mom out of their house and put them in my house. My landlords wife is totally against it... and I'm not sure Jerry even knows his son is talking to me. But that is not something I need to be worring about. I have to move and I have to move within a month (the son wanted me to move out in like 2 weeks but I was like... listen... I'm going to need at least a month AND Jerry and I have a verbal contract that says he will give me 1 months notice before asked to leave the house... The son agreed).

I had a feeling this would happen. Even before I talked to Jerry's wife. I have been feeling held back by something or someone and I think (seriously) Jesus is giving me a swift kick in the ass to get me moving. My life's direction is not settling here in Rensselaer, IN.