Okay. I have located an area to live that is affordable but pleasant and has enough schools around that I can skim terrible adolescents into my office, and rotten little ADHD children. I have ascertained we can find a place to rent that is cheaper than our mortgage. The husband has hired a contractor who can do it all. His work is bland but perfectly reasonable and it's so bland we may have to take down the cool tile work the husband did, but maybe not. Maybe it can be the tiny
jewel in our sea of white walls. You always paint em whilte if you are selling. It will be done mid June.+
I have located a property of land that we can afford and have spoken with the agent. I spend like 3 hours after that looking for something better and in other areas, but no, that one is it. I have ascertained what it cost to have them come out and see what a well would cost, and what a dang I forget again, but yeah they do that test thing for the septic
tank. When you buy land they give you 30 days to do those tests and if they come back lame well, you can return it. I guess it makes
sense because they aren't the end of all time but they ARE expensive and like, well, you know they husband he did topography and checking around and the great field of poop or whatever you call it shouldn't be a problem really, or that is how I understand it to work. It probably doesn't. The well, god only knows.
But well, that is how very much I am not enjoying my current life I guess, or maybe my meds are bad IDK, but like, I want to live my very own life I am never working for anyone than me again. I like me and I think I make a great boss of me.
The house will make us a little money IF WE FORGET ALL THE TIME AND MONEY WE PUT IN BY A LOT. The husband is finishing up his like, "You gotta give us more money" from State Farm. He asked if I should include the warping of the fanblades with the lights. I was like HELL YES. He said they would be depreciated to zero. I said I didn't see how that could happen I mean we could take them to the Salvation Army for a tax donation. You could depreciate them down to a penny but NOT NOTHING.
He thought I was funny who knows. Oh, I also bathed and you know I think I will start doing that in the actual morning, every day. It will be yoga time soon. I really really really need to LEAVE man.
Not this earthly plane although today has been fine. I suppose.
I mean when something just sucks enough maybe you do something else? I bet this is how many home business are started. I have NEVER not worked for an agency and you know I have NEVER not had a supervisors (nice or not) adjudicating my work. I'm sorry my work is great so they can like, suck it, every last one of them.
I guess I feel.... determined? It's gonna take like 5 years to get to a (hopefully sorta low) mortgage I bet we can do it, I mean I'm sure it's DOABLE.
There are trees snow and mountains.
Anna