Treading on Tender Feet

I'm torn. That's the ick-iest post opener I could coin after all the decisions I've made lately. The decision to work on OUR school project alone(doing everything), commit to a job offer and indecision to find a new boarding house(still no word from Globe about my Plan 999, must be the location, should be). These are major things that could alter my universe if I happen to pick poorly.

Body check: Everything's fine except for some muscle spasms due to my intolerance to moving air - electric fan.