This is the second time we've moved house in two years. It was only at the end of 2018 that we started lugging our one-million-and-one-things around to the new place only to find out that we were living in a place we were not only uncomfortable in, the landlord was an awful person.
There are many different kinds of people in this world, I know, and I accept that.
But to be mean to the extent of being cruel is quite another story. Anyway, that's his life, his personality, and his decision. It's not up to me.
Sad to say, the move-in did not start off with a bang. Actually, it did. I hit another person's car while reversing, and then I got a brand new scratch on the passenger side of the car door. I had to pay the guy (and he was insistent and persistent) some money for the kind of repair that I didn't even think warranted it. The car I am driving right now has so many dents as it is and I can't find the time and money to do it. And yet, he says that it is a new car and he lovingly caressed the car with a small scratch.
I could argue that there were plants and flowers blocking my view when I was reversing, and that it was in my blind spot, or that he could've slowed down because he was going forward and I was going backward. Anyway, it's a he-said-she-said situation so, I have enough on my mind right now and I don't really relish the idea of dragging this out.
This new apartment belonged to my cousin sister who passed on in 2017 after a fight with cancer. Many people asked me if I was scared of living in the place and I was like WTF, she's my cousin and she's a nice person. What's there to be afraid of?
She's someone I knew since I was a kid and as far as I know, we don't have beef with each other. And besides, this is the way the world works - people are born, people die. That's it. She's in another world enjoying other things right now. I am sure she wants the best for all of us.
The apartment is a senseless mess right now so, we are just trying to get used to it and put everything into proper places before life becomes normal again (if there's such a thing).
One thing, if I can help it, I'll try not to move to another place for as long a period of time as possible.
It's a real hassle. But the good thing is that every time we move to a new place, we throw out a lot of junk that we didn't think we needed. I am sad to part with so many things that I got used from the old place and I will miss them. I really will do despite it being a utter shame and senseless thing to say.
Over and out, until the next update from this Single Mom Striking Out.
At least, this is the scenery I have right now.
There are many different kinds of people in this world, I know, and I accept that.
But to be mean to the extent of being cruel is quite another story. Anyway, that's his life, his personality, and his decision. It's not up to me.
Sad to say, the move-in did not start off with a bang. Actually, it did. I hit another person's car while reversing, and then I got a brand new scratch on the passenger side of the car door. I had to pay the guy (and he was insistent and persistent) some money for the kind of repair that I didn't even think warranted it. The car I am driving right now has so many dents as it is and I can't find the time and money to do it. And yet, he says that it is a new car and he lovingly caressed the car with a small scratch.
I could argue that there were plants and flowers blocking my view when I was reversing, and that it was in my blind spot, or that he could've slowed down because he was going forward and I was going backward. Anyway, it's a he-said-she-said situation so, I have enough on my mind right now and I don't really relish the idea of dragging this out.
This new apartment belonged to my cousin sister who passed on in 2017 after a fight with cancer. Many people asked me if I was scared of living in the place and I was like WTF, she's my cousin and she's a nice person. What's there to be afraid of?
She's someone I knew since I was a kid and as far as I know, we don't have beef with each other. And besides, this is the way the world works - people are born, people die. That's it. She's in another world enjoying other things right now. I am sure she wants the best for all of us.
The apartment is a senseless mess right now so, we are just trying to get used to it and put everything into proper places before life becomes normal again (if there's such a thing).
One thing, if I can help it, I'll try not to move to another place for as long a period of time as possible.
It's a real hassle. But the good thing is that every time we move to a new place, we throw out a lot of junk that we didn't think we needed. I am sad to part with so many things that I got used from the old place and I will miss them. I really will do despite it being a utter shame and senseless thing to say.
Over and out, until the next update from this Single Mom Striking Out.
At least, this is the scenery I have right now.
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| New Home scenery of a golf course and nearby homes |
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