In Search of My Home
Finding a place to live shouldn’t be so difficult, should it? It’s not like I’m asking for a mansion. I just want a small cottage with a front porch so I can meet my neighbors. They have to be nice and not let their dogs bark from 3:00 a.m. until 5:00 a.m. It has several fruit and nut trees in the yard as well as vegetable, flower and herb gardens. The cottage in my mind is a two story place. It has a workshop attached for all my sewing and crafts. That way no one can see my mess while I create. The most important room in the house by far is the library. I can use either the living room or the kitchen for that purpose. The only reason I have a kitchen is because it comes with the house anyway. I am not a good cook.
I can’t buy a place right now. I still own one with my ex-husband and it just will not sell. It’s overpriced and no one can convince him to lower the price to selling status. The realtor and I both tried. That means we’d all get less money but let’s be realistic here. In certain areas, the market is still not rebounding. Our little town is one of those areas. So the cottage of my dreams is still on hold.
My other option is to rent. Rental homes are more expensive than apartments. On my tiny budget that means I look at apartments. After making the list of what is imperative in an apartment, I found the complex I wanted to check out. It was across the street from the community college, had 2 bedrooms, 2 bathrooms and in-unit laundry. They had on premises garages to rent for all my extra stuff, an exercise room as well as covered parking. On top of that, it’s within walking distance to a quilt store, restaurant and grocery. It couldn’t get much better than that. My sister finally had time to check them out for me as I’m a thousand miles away. She gave it two thumbs up. So I called to find out the criteria for qualifying.
That was in April. I was a little short on the required income at the time. When I finally got the income up to their standards, I checked again. The rent had gone up. Yes, they can do that in Oregon. I’ve been to complexes when my sister was looking for an apartment that changed the rates day by day depending on demand. They have us by the shirt tails. We all need a place to live and my standards are way up there.
I finally figured out how to meet the income requirements and called again to reserve a unit at my arrival date. Now there are none available. I feel like I’m banging my head against a brick wall and it’s starting to hurt. There are plenty of other places to look at but this one seemed perfect for me. What’s an old woman to do?
I guess we wing it. I’ll trust that there is a plan I know nothing about in play here and go on faith that something pops loose. Maybe I’ll see that cottage and it will be for rent really cheap. No, I’m not awake yet. Let me dream a little longer, please.
“All the world is made of faith, and trust, and pixie dust.”
― J.M. Barrie, Peter Pan
From my heart to yours,