The landlord said "don't sweat it. You're not going to have to move in 2010." So, woo to the hoo to that.
Just the thought of having to pack up all my crap and move myself, the dog and the cat anywhere gives me the hives. No thanks. I'd actually already spoken to my neighbor, and she & I decided that we will stay here until the day the bulldozers show up.
I've been on a tragic rock star kick this week. I transitioned from listening to Buddy Holly to Patsy Cline to the Allman Brothers to Janis. I think I listen to Cass Elliot's version of Dream a Little Dream today incessantly.