Early January – have decided I have to move from the apartment. The dogs need a place to run – and it seems that every time I want something it is on the floor of this apartment that I am NOT on – which makes for lots of trips up and down. Have looked at a few houses for rent, but cannot really do a lot until it gets close to May – otherwise it will cost me a small fortune to get out of my lease.
22 Feb – WOW! Being sick sure changed a lot of things. One is my attitude about being in Nevada. I had a lot of WRONG thoughts about being here – maybe not so wrong but definitely crazy. For some reason I was fearful of being a burden on my kids so I thought maybe I should move back to Texas. Their care while I was so sick most of February showed me how crazy that was. So, now I am home, weak and deciding that instead of renting a house I am going to buy one. As soon as I am strong enough, I will go down to the bank and get pre-approved for a loan. Without pre-approval, realtors struggle with the idea of working with a client. After all, in the atmosphere of LV, where unemployment is rampant, why work with a client only to find they cannot get a loan.
Before I went into the hospital, I was looking for a house to rent. My two fur children – Angel, the most misnamed dog in the world, and Maxi (named for the cartoon Maxine because of her attitude) need a place to run. Living in an apartment with two very active little dogs is difficult – more for them than me – because they must be leashed to go out. There is no yard for them to play in. As I started getting better, and lay in that hospital bed thinking, I realized a lot of things. Besides the realization about my being here in Henderson for a reason, I started thinking that if I rent and the landlord does not pay his house payments, I will be facing moving maybe more than once or twice. Those were not good thoughts!
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