So I'm having a couple of people come by tonight to look at furniture items that I posted on Craigslist and, hopefully, take the stuff off my hands for a few dollars. I realize I'm actually looking forward to downsizing: two bedrooms was fine for when Bunny was here, and it was nice to be able to host Yehuda for a week, but it's way more space than I need. I know from past experience that living in a smallish space doesn't make me depressed, but too much junk does.
I don't have a dating relationship at the moment but I'm meeting up with one or two longtime female friends for lunch/dinner later this week, so the companionship will be nice. (Also crushing on my pretty co-worker, but I don't think she's interested in me.) Mainly, I'm glad to have a steady job that will pay the bills (just barely) and will give me a chance to get something better lined up soon.
So overall I'm pretty upbeat about the direction things are going.