Ok, update.
I ended up going homeless for 17 days. First couple I slept in my truck, then I parked my homemade camper out in the forest and made do with that for a week and a half until I was kicked off by some recreational group (complaint filed with the USFS). The day after I was kicked off I was despondent and feeling totally crappy, and a landlord I had talked to a month before texted me. She had an opening. Before I got on the road to relocate I already had an apartment lined up. And that's where I am at now. No way this would have ever happened if I did have Jesus with me.
Thank you for your prayers, guys!