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Almost Home, Sorta

I am thinking about buying a house. I looked online. There are manufactured homes I can afford without a roommate (just hope for no hurricane and have insurance and enough saved to be in another place for a few months lol). I also looked at some older homes I can afford on my own. In my price range, they are kind of beat up and really a crap shoot cuz they could have all sort of issues. I'm going to talk to some people in the building department about how to get inspections done as economically as possible and maybe they'll give me some tips and maybe I'll get super lucky and one will help me out.

I just wanted you to know. :)

A little scary, especially going by myself, but I'm tired of searching for a roommate and tired of paying Shane's entire mortgage and if I'm going to live in the slums I might as well pay my own mortgage.

I'm not sure I want to go as far north as Orange City but there are some manufactured homes up there that are bigger ad nicer than the ones I've seen around here. There are a few old beat up places in Altamonte and Longwood too. Now I just have to motivate myself to get out and look at the places and neighborhoods from the outside and then... make appointments with realtors.

Wish I had a friend I trusted ho cared enough to help me look.

Maybe in the evenings after work (I have a Dr's appointment tomorrow evening, but after that). Maybe after softball on Saturday. My Sundays are booked for a while. Look for me out at the fields, I'l be somewhere rating players all day.

So I'm excited, scared, and wondering if I'll just not actually follow through. lol.

I've also been feeling lonely today and just laid around and didn't do laundry or get to the gym or do anything, but I rested a lot and played games on the phone and that was fun. I spent a few hours on Facebook exchanging comments and that was ... as usual, unsatisfying. Meeting new friends probably won't happen there. Meeting new friends is really challenging at my age, but even more challenging being me. I am tired of being what others want me to be.

All is well though. Feel good. Still under 185 pounds after eating out relatively unrestricted all week. Heading for 175, maybe 170, maybe lower.

Doing anything fun or exciting? :)

How are you? :)

hl,
me :)

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