Today’s the day we’ll both be seeing the house. But am I going to see just any house or a house that’s to be ours??? I really hope I’m as impressed as Tom was and that this is it! Especially since whoever was staying with Jesse has apparently left now that the dogs are back to their barking sprees. It’s bad enough being cramped in this old dive, hoping nothing breaks before we can get out, but now I have to listen to the barking again on top of the saws, hammers and loud vehicles. The saws and hammers have tapered off a bit, though. It’s getting a little late in the year for that to be a regular thing. Scattered daytime barking fits are one thing as Jesse comes and goes and comes and goes, but now I’m going to have to deal with the 7pm – 3am barking fits as well when the Jes pest goes out to screw some crab-infested hooker on weekends. I better put back the sound machines I removed from the bathroom and kitchen. sighs I knew it wouldn’t last forever, though. As they say, all good things come to an end.

I just hope we get moved soon! I’m excited about seeing the house but trying not to get too hopeful. Worst-case scenario, we can’t get a loan and we have to buy a cheaper one outright and pay the scammers off so the park will accept us.

Just being able to once again use the decorative faceplates and maybe some of the curtains we bought for our Arizona house in our new house is a pretty wonderful and emotional thought. They’ve been packed away for years, never again to be used, or so I thought. The losing of our house/land will still always be a sad memory for me, though, just like what happened in the fall of 2011 and at the motel will always be a scary one.

“God punishes us for the sins of our forefathers,” someone once told me. Well, then that’s even more reason to believe that God is evil and vengeful if one exists and that was true. What “good” God would make someone pay for someone else’s wrongdoings? And who would pay for mine since I have no offspring for any God to take it out on?

Punished for our forefathers or not, I worried for a minute yesterday that something was going to make going to see the house later on today a bit of a challenge, and maybe even not possible. The alternator went out on the car, so Tom had to run up and get a new one, which he installed himself in an hour. While it was a pain in the ass for him and $150 may be a lot of money in itself, I’m just glad it doesn’t even put a dent in our savings. These kinds of unexpected expenses used to leave us flat broke, so I really, really appreciate not having to struggle till the next paycheck because of it… until we are poor once again.