I haven't been in much of writing mood lately, and it shows with the time span between my last entry, and this one, but I felt the need to write, to clear my mind at least. As of right now, we, or shall I say I'm in the process of looking for a place to move to. I say myself, because for the most part, I'm doing it alone. It is a stressful thing. Ideally, I should be getting help from my Aunt, as she's in charge of the trust, but that's not the case. I was supposed to go with her over a week ago looking for realator's offices, but that was pushed back, and since then, things seem to be rushed. We've gone from thinking about buying a mobile home, to scrapping that, to thinking about an apartment, to scratching that, to looking for a rental home, to apparently going back to an apartment again.
Things would be easier, if I wasn't the only one driving, and of course I had a job, and we didn't have dogs, but we do, and I don't want to give them up. We've found two apartments that will let us take the dogs. One is just around the corner our house (well almost just around the corner), and the other is in Chino Hills. As of right now, the house that we're in is going to be put up for sale in two weeks (that was after our Aunt told us she wanted to do it next week, even though a few days ago she gave us a speech how she wasn't going to do that).
In the meantime, not only do we still need to find a place, but we also need to get moving boxes. That process should be fun.
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