And the beat goes on
The hunt is still on, but at least now I have two possibilities. Both have stairs, though. Everything has stairs! When I did my last-ditch, desperate hunt on Monday afternoon, I looked at expensive apartments, cheap places, places that didn't allow pets, you name it, and I took a shot at all of them. Everywhere has stairs. There isn't a place suitable for a person who has trouble walking. I even called some of those "elderly" apartments, but they were all income-based, and my Mom gets a good retirement income as well as SS, so doesn't qualify for those. She wouldn't want an income-based apartment even if she was a lot poorer!
I called my Mom yesterday (yes, from work. bad bad as it's long distance)and told her of the situation. She took it really well, but I feel bad that she won't be able to come and go freely without getting help. The ironic thing is that my (former) house in town, the one with the mortgage all paid up, would have been physically perfect! The back door was at ground level, one bedroom and a bathroom were downstairs at that level, along with what they called a "kitchenette" extra sitting room. It was a huge house and the neighborhood kids would come and go, I loved all the action! I'm hoping for a place that's decent enough for entertaining.
But that neighborhood was getting worse and worse when we lived there. We had a meth house across the street, a car fire, break-ins and other problems. The neighborhood wasn't a great one, so that's why I sold the house and moved.
Yesterday after work I went to see another place, a three-bedroom house. And it was wonderful! It still had stairs to the bathroom and bedrooms, but also had a glassed-in porch, a deck, a yard and a two-car garage! Wow, now that would be comfortable living. It was in a good neighborhood, too. I had called the landlord about a house I'd driven by a couple weeks ago, but it was a two-bedroom house and he hadn't mentioned having a three-bedroom house available soon, even though I'd asked.
Guess who told me about this wonder-house? BZ, who had driven by the first house (the one I'd called about) and said that the "For Rent" sign said "3-bedroom house for rent" so I'd called the landlord again to ask and found this beautiful place!
The catch is, and isn't there always one? He has some tenants who are interested in renting the house and they're first in line. He's waiting to hear back from them. But I filled out an application, went through what was practically an interview and he said he'd get back to me on it. He'd better make it fast, I have EIGHT days left to find a place and move!
I called my Mom yesterday (yes, from work. bad bad as it's long distance)and told her of the situation. She took it really well, but I feel bad that she won't be able to come and go freely without getting help. The ironic thing is that my (former) house in town, the one with the mortgage all paid up, would have been physically perfect! The back door was at ground level, one bedroom and a bathroom were downstairs at that level, along with what they called a "kitchenette" extra sitting room. It was a huge house and the neighborhood kids would come and go, I loved all the action! I'm hoping for a place that's decent enough for entertaining.
But that neighborhood was getting worse and worse when we lived there. We had a meth house across the street, a car fire, break-ins and other problems. The neighborhood wasn't a great one, so that's why I sold the house and moved.
Yesterday after work I went to see another place, a three-bedroom house. And it was wonderful! It still had stairs to the bathroom and bedrooms, but also had a glassed-in porch, a deck, a yard and a two-car garage! Wow, now that would be comfortable living. It was in a good neighborhood, too. I had called the landlord about a house I'd driven by a couple weeks ago, but it was a two-bedroom house and he hadn't mentioned having a three-bedroom house available soon, even though I'd asked.
Guess who told me about this wonder-house? BZ, who had driven by the first house (the one I'd called about) and said that the "For Rent" sign said "3-bedroom house for rent" so I'd called the landlord again to ask and found this beautiful place!
The catch is, and isn't there always one? He has some tenants who are interested in renting the house and they're first in line. He's waiting to hear back from them. But I filled out an application, went through what was practically an interview and he said he'd get back to me on it. He'd better make it fast, I have EIGHT days left to find a place and move!
11 Comments:
8 days! Wow....that's not much time...I hope you get the place...it sounds nice.
The PK and I CONSTANTLY talk about moving. I know we have enough equity in our house to make it possible but it's like "Where would we go???" Property here was never cheap to begin with and it's getting more expensive all the time!!!
I told him (and I mean it!), that if I can't move to Costa Rica or The Keys, I ain't moving at all!!! ;)
Good luck with this I hope you find something!
8 days?? Oh no. This year is flying by already! I really hope you find somewhere soon. The place you described sounds wonderful. I hope you get it.
I have everything crossed that you find something in time. This must be a terrible time for you.
I am sorry I ahve not been around lately .. I will be now.
Look after yourself.
I hope that when I check your post tomorrow, there'll be a big white space with GOT IT in large letters.
Sounds promising PBS :)
Hope it all works out tomorrow :)
It will happen for you, I just know it. Seems to be a bit of a nail biter though.
oooh i like this... the anxiety...!!!
Wow, panic time.
Take deep, slow breaths. Something will come about soon.
...just popped over from Anvilcoud's...
Your post is seemingly familiar. My folks - both in their 80s - moved to a care facility about a year ago. They both receive healthy pentions and have resources tucked away. When we were looking for a place, the costs seemed rather high. Even their combined income was not enough to support living in most establishments, yet too great to qualify for subsidy.
As LUCK would have it, they managed to land a shared room in the same facility - almost as if the timing just "worked out".
Keep the faith, and I wish you God's speed.
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You're right. That is a short time. Be meticulous and if there's a college campus around, there are always post it boards with houses and apartments that are quite good!
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