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Name: Kelly Wolske

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Reading: The Pilgrim's Progress
Project: Sewing/ craft corner

Thursday, October 09, 2008
Our last Vegas move?
I am certainly hoping so! This weekend, we are leaving Desert Shores behind for the quieter Green Valley. Instead in 27.5 miles of freeway, our daily commute will be 2.5 miles of bike lane. I can completely understand why people who live in Henderson seldom leave. I can completely see myself becoming one of those people who seldom venture north of Flamingo or west of Industrial. Why should I? Everything is here!
Here's the rundown on the new digs:
2 bedroom/ 2.5 bath, detached
Single car garage
1300 square feet
Backyard is completely enclosed (slump block, so lots of privacy)
2 good-sized pine trees providing lots of shade
Fresh and Easy is less than one block away!
2.5 miles from Zappos
Closest movie theater is 1/2 mile away
Less than one mile from the beltway, so easy access anywhere
45 minutes closer to Yuma

Those are the important things, I think. I picked up the keys this morning and am taking a carload of things over this afternoon. Tomorrow, Jon is renting a truck and moving the bulk of everything. We will finish up over the weekend. Monday afternoon is the walk through here with the Realtor representing the bank. If all goes as planned, we shall then be able to replenish our poor checking account, which took a beating today (security deposit, first month's rent, and so forth). The gas people cannot come out until Tuesday, but we will survive.

Time to get back to my packing!

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Saturday, October 04, 2008
Wednesday Morning, 3AM*
I am a girl who needs her sleep. My body requires a solid 7 hours to even function well, and I really thrive when I can get 8.5 hours. (I know it is not cool to admit to a need for sleep; I hear those around me bragging about how little sleep they get. Ugh) Needless to say, I am less than thrilled to have my nights interrupted by concerns, both real and imagined. In an effort to purge my overact brain of this junk, I am going to put the crazy thoughts out into the world and look at the rationally.
1) We have to move. The woman who owns our condo defaulted on her mortgage. Ok. Nothing to be done but move.
2) We don't yet know where we are going to live. We filed an application for a cute little house down in Green Valley. It's 2.5 miles from Zappos. Just waiting to hear, so nothing more to be done there.
3) What if we don't get that house? Well, it's not like there is any shortage of homes in the valley. So we will find someplace else.
4) What about A finding a job in Virginia Beach? I don't know why I am worried about this, because I don't think she is. Who appointed me great worrier of the family?
5) What about the others? And their kids? I think that the same response applies here.

Yeah, so that's the ridiculous crap that is keeping my up at night. The funny thing is that these things are NOT worrying me during the day, when I can consciously give them over; it's just at night that my guard is down and the doubts creep in. I am going to go for a run today and, hopefully, exhaust myself beyond senseless worries that are keeping my up at night.

*My sincerest apologies to Simon and Garfunkel

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Thursday, October 02, 2008
And now for something completely different...
It is no secret that I am not a fan of change. Someone once told me that most people who don't like change feel that way because we don't like to be inconvenienced. I am not even going to get into how many ways that is not the case for me. Suffice to say, I will put up with MAJOR inconvenience to avoid change!
Two weeks ago, I returned from a walk to find a realtor's business card attached to our front door with a note that read "Unit has been foreclosed on please call 498-xxxx." My first thought was about the poor grammar, but that's another post. So, I called the number and was advised that the owner of our condo had indeed defaulted on her mortgage and Countrywide was offering us relocation money and so forth. I was reeling and asked the very nice gentleman if I could call our property manager to verify everything; he agreed. The upshot is that our unit was foreclosed upon back in July, which means that the owner has probably been collecting rent since January, and we have until October 18th to find a new place to live.
Our marvelous (a little pun, because her name is Marva) Realtor took us around yesterday to look at several availabel properties, and we are hopng that our first choice is still available. It is a little two-bedroom house that is 2.5 miles from work. That is one-tenth the distance we are travelling right now! One tenth! Even though the rent is higher than what we are paying now, when we factor in gas savings of more that $220.00 per month, we will be ahead of the game. In fact, we will be far enough ahead of the game, that my future may contain something like this. I would have to bike to work every day to justify the expense, though.
As much as I hate the prospect of moving, I do hope that we get that little house. I tmakes all this packing a little easier to take!

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  posted at 11:09 AM