We’ve hit a snag in our big move. The investor that offered us a cash deal has backed out for some reason. I got the text yesterday. It was kind of heartbreaking and kind of a relief. Since I signed my side of the contract, we’ve been calling loads of rental properties and looking online and have been unable to find any place in Myrtle Beach that will allow us to take our Rottweiler, Zeus. Most places will approve our German Shepherd, but the Rotti is always a hard no. Since our (well, my) credit is not quite in the house buying range, we thought it would be best to look at rentals first.
That has proved to be highly discouraging. I do know that was just one person and there are probably plenty more that would give us the amount we wanted. We’d get even more if we listed it on the market, but if we have nowhere to go, we’d be stupid to sell our house out from under us with not plan in place. The one complex that said we could have our dog also said they have a 4 year waiting list. Four years!!! We weren’t even planning on staying in Myrtle Beach that long.
So, we are back to the old drawing board for a minute. We aren’t going to let one tiny bump in the road stop us from eventually getting our feet in the sand, but it may be paused for the moment. We aren’t sure yet. I just keep repeating one of my favorite quotes, “sometimes disappointments can be a blessing.”
I do know that everything will work out exactly the way it is supposed to, so I’m not going to stress too much about it.
Flea Market Guy, on the other hand, is definitely stressing out about it. I think it doesn’t bother me as much because I’m used to stuff not really working out the way I want it to and having to pivot. If pivoting in life was degree worthy, I’d have a PhD.
On a brighter note, I went for my COVID test this morning and my sore throat, headache, and nausea are definitely not COVID. It’s probably food related since I’ve been eating like trash the last few days. I’ve been about 30% healthy and 70% garbage. I haven’t even worked out yet this week and it’s Wednesday. Every night I say I’m going to get up and do something in the morning, but when morning comes, I just don’t.
I gotta say, it’s kind of annoying. Maybe it’s the Seasonal Affective. Maybe I’m just lazy. I’m not quite sure yet. Could be the stress. I guess the cause doesn’t matter. I just need to get over it and get back to my routine. That’s when I feel the most optimistic and most like myself. I’m starting to feel like my old depressed fat self as I shovel chocolate cake and crackers with cheese into my mouth.
I guess there’s no better time to start than now, right?
I guess that’s all that’s going on here today, aside from preparing for another snowpocalypse that is not likely to get here. What’s going on in your world today?
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