I finally found a place. It doesn’t have everything on my list I wanted. I will have to go to the laundromat there, which I’m not too excited about. But you only get in with your private code, so it is safer than going to a public one.
This place is also becoming gated, so that gives me a degree of comfort.
It is a community of sets of four-plexes, all four units in one row.
You get your mail at your door, and my place will be close to where I park. (No garage, but you can’t have everything). I do believe it will actually be closer to bring groceries in than where I am now. And no steps to have to get up and down.
What I will get: It has a quite large patio where I can still garden and the dogs can go out, as it has a six foot wood fencing enclosing it. I am pretty stoked about having a space that isn’t overwhelming where I can garden and create an outdoor space to hang out in.
You take your trash out your door and put it behind a brick space behind your unit so that there are no unsightly trash cans or dumpsters. No one will be living below me or above me, so that was a plus to me.
I won’t have a refrigerator with an ice maker. But that’s not a big deal to me. I used ice trays for years before ice makers became so prominent.
Though I know most good cooks like gas stoves, I have a fear of them due to an accident when I was young, and this one is all electric.
I don’t think I’ll have as much kitchen cabinet space, believe it or not. But you know me. I’ll improvise.
What I will have are two large walk-in closets for clothing, etc. I don’t have a lot of clothing, and I may as well give away a lot of shoes since I have to wear sneakers with my ankle brace. I can use some of that space for other storage.
(The Oklahoma Chapter for Cerebral Palsy called last night and wanted to know if I had anything to contribute because they’ll be on my street next week, so I will take that opportunity to give to things to others.)
This is a place that just seems more amenable to people my age, to get togethers, etc. You know how much I stay to myself, so maybe this will bring me “out” a bit. Also, after the ankle accident and there being no one around to help me, this feels more like an environment where I could get adequate help. I sure can yell!
No more having to get out the phone book and call someone to come fix something. It’s a relief that there will be more updated electrical than this old house, which has been a worry for me all along. Someone else to shovel snow, since that has been happening a lot around here. Someone else to mow the small front spaces in front of each unit.
I’m very worried about the pupsters transitioning. They do not take change well. Heck, I don’t take change well. This will be coming about by May 1. I am not saying where I’m going. That is going to be mums for now. I won’t have as much time online, so bear with me please.
Yesterday evening after signing all the paperwork I pulled in the driveway here and couldn’t help but cry.
I’m a little sad that this house did not work out. That relationships did not work out, I’m more than a little sad about. I am sad to be leaving my neighborhood. Though people aren’t as friendly around here, it still had become “home” for a time.
I’m very sad that I fell here and now have a lifelong injury that keeps me from doing things I once could easily do. But I am very thankful it is not any worse than it is. And that I can still walk, just in smaller spurts. And that is something to be grateful for.
With life comes change. It is inevitable.
What is important is that the pupsters and I will be together. And maybe make a few friends. And a fresh start.
If you want to email me, I will answer more questions privately. I am not going to be as forthcoming about where I am on my blog as I have been in the past.