Paul wants to move.
Paul is wanting to move. I am not so sure. It's not that I don't want a new place. I very much do. I would love to move to a better place. I am just not sure right now is a good time. I am so nervous about everything going on in the world that I am afraid to move and then not be able to afford our new place.
Our current place is this strange area where you feel like you are on the edge of city and county. On one side is a busy parkway, behind that is county and country,. On the other side is several shopping centers, gas stations, and restaurants. Behind us is a neighborhood and park. But you don't really notice it. Then there was the recent manhunt that happened in our neighborhood. A man at a nearby hotel, shot someone and then ran through our apartment complex to get away. That was nerve racking, to say the least. Our landlord doesn't seem interested in taking care of the properties either. He mows, and everything, but no picks things up and you get the impression, he doesn't do what he doesn't have to.
As for why I want to stay.... Its cheap, we won't find something better even close to what we are paying. We could make it on just my income, at this place. It would be tight, but we could do it. With Paul hating his job, and wanting to quit, that is is a big plus. Also if covid has taught me anything is that, you don't know what to expect. The world seems so volatile, I don't want to get in over my head.
I would love move. I would love to own my own. I don't want anything extravagant. Just a small 2-3 bedroom place, with a backyard and a driveway. Maybe also, a sunroom for Maggie and a meditation nook for Paul.
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