And so....
I suppose Melis and I will be trying the "buy a house" thing. We were going to *not* do it, but.....I hope we can get approved for a decent loan. I'm sure the banks would love it if I were still at my old job and it would look/be better, but, well, we all know I was going to go postal. Even if we decide not to settle *here* forever, we would rather buy than rent.
Funny how things look so different when you are actually living in the moment. When we first decided to leave St. Augustine, Melissa's delightful (and I apply that sarcastically) sister offered us the use of her son's home. Her son had drug problems and could not pay rent so we would be doing her a favor by renting it ourselves and she even offered us the opportunity to buy it if we were so inclined because she assured us her son would not be ready to have his own place and he no longer wanted to be in this house anyway. So as soon as our last week in S.A. came around, Melissa's sister already started being irritating and dictatorial about everything from how we should arrange the furniture to where we should put the cats. I already had misgivings, she did not help them. But we moved anyway because it was too late to back out and find another place.
So, here we are in this lovely place that you can tell Donna (the sister) wants us out of since her son has become drug free, found a girlfriend w/a kid and is wanting to "settle down." Ok...fine. We do not want to live so close to her anyway and are not interested in buying this house just based on the principle of the whole thing.
I will be beginning employment at Bottomline with Melissa next week, so I finally have a job. I hope our house/loan hunt will be productive and work out. I would really love to go back to St. Augustine, desperately, but it is too expensive and I do not have a job there anyway. I miss it so much. I do think it will be interesting to work in a field catering to bikers as that it is something I've never done before. I wish the bikers were my type, sexy gay women on bikes, but...... when do I ever get what I wish for? So no eye candy for me!
I have more to vent, but I just cannot think with this headache that has settled in my neck and shoulders. I'd really like a long, slow massage by someone with good strong hands to get all the kinks out. I guess I'll settle for my cat compressing my kidneys while I try to read and relax. I also think I need some hot tea.
Funny how things look so different when you are actually living in the moment. When we first decided to leave St. Augustine, Melissa's delightful (and I apply that sarcastically) sister offered us the use of her son's home. Her son had drug problems and could not pay rent so we would be doing her a favor by renting it ourselves and she even offered us the opportunity to buy it if we were so inclined because she assured us her son would not be ready to have his own place and he no longer wanted to be in this house anyway. So as soon as our last week in S.A. came around, Melissa's sister already started being irritating and dictatorial about everything from how we should arrange the furniture to where we should put the cats. I already had misgivings, she did not help them. But we moved anyway because it was too late to back out and find another place.
So, here we are in this lovely place that you can tell Donna (the sister) wants us out of since her son has become drug free, found a girlfriend w/a kid and is wanting to "settle down." Ok...fine. We do not want to live so close to her anyway and are not interested in buying this house just based on the principle of the whole thing.
I will be beginning employment at Bottomline with Melissa next week, so I finally have a job. I hope our house/loan hunt will be productive and work out. I would really love to go back to St. Augustine, desperately, but it is too expensive and I do not have a job there anyway. I miss it so much. I do think it will be interesting to work in a field catering to bikers as that it is something I've never done before. I wish the bikers were my type, sexy gay women on bikes, but...... when do I ever get what I wish for? So no eye candy for me!
I have more to vent, but I just cannot think with this headache that has settled in my neck and shoulders. I'd really like a long, slow massage by someone with good strong hands to get all the kinks out. I guess I'll settle for my cat compressing my kidneys while I try to read and relax. I also think I need some hot tea.