Hi! Life has been so busy for me lately, with looking for a house for my Mom, going to the gym, and now being sick. I have bronchitis/upper respiratory infection. Last week was spent mostly in bed, or being miserable from my illness. But I managed to somehow go looking for a house two different days! I shouldn’t have! The day after each time that I went out, I woke up so much sicker then the day before!
What is this about looking for a house? Well, my mother has never had a house. She is now sixty six years old. I want to make sure that she gets one for the last part of her life, before she dies. So I have been working on it for three years now. I have been going over her finances, and doing all of the work for her. I do get to live there for a while. It may also become my house after she dies. But hopefully, that won’t be for another twenty years or so. I want her to have a happy older life. She deserves it. I love her. She wants a big house. But she can’t afford much. The kind of house that we both want, is so more expensive then she can afford. So we are competing with others to find those rare houses that are priced lower then their worth, which only need a little fixing. It is hard work to find one. I found two. They were bought before we could even bid on them! I cried, honestly. I cried hard. This is serious stuff, dealing with getting a house that is where we will live, and where she will live for her retirement years. But I am looking every day, in the hopes that I can be that first person next time, to find that rare gem. Most others might only be wanting such a house, to make money on it, by fixing it and selling it for more. But for her, it means so much more. She doesn’t just want a big house, she needs a house so badly! She is living in a very cramped, old, decrepit space, that is broken and worn. So it means the world to me.
I put my career off a little, to work on finding my mother a house to live in. It has been taking twenty hours a week or more, for a year. Before that, I am not sure how much time that I was spending on it.
What I have been thinking about my career, as in where I am at with it right now, is that I have practiced once for putting together my first song for my future first C.D. Then I got sick. So I am having to wait. I need to get well soon, in hopes of being able to finish a solid draft of it, by my birthday, August the 20th. I also am hoping to fix my poetry book draft, from a scattered level, to a solid draft also. That way both will be much closer to being accomplished.
The job ideas that I have been pondering now, is the possibility of being a music teacher. This may be a good job on my way to becoming a writer and a singer. I have not made up my mind yet.
Whatever I do next, I’ve got three weeks to do it in. Greetings! and ’til next time, ado.
