My dear friend, Leslieann, read my last post and dashed off a concerned email. I responded with our woes (it’s a big financial blow caused by an outside source) and she sent back her relief. “That is frustrating. I’m sorry. I was afraid someone was sick or something.”
Reality jolt!
We do have our health. None of us are sick. I would much rather deal with financial ills than physical ones. I can always find a part-time job to cover the losses. Somebody has to work the night shift at McDonald’s!
So: No one is sick. No one is hurt. We’re just figuring out how to proceed.
P.S. I am swearing off ever owning property again, or at least I am swearing off ever leasing a property again once we sell this place.
The Outside Lane 