Not gonna lie, I'm not doing well lately. I think I typed something similar recently and deleted it, today I did not. This has potential to go long
The house hunt is killing me. It's been just under a full year of searching, seen 50 properties now. Most recently a place in a lovely neighborhood, with a huge yard and inground pool, backyard access to a bike path that is a 15 minute bike to my kids house which is on the other end of the path. It was a raised ranch though (which I dont care for) and in need of a full rehab (which I am game for!)...but ultimately we decided it was going to be too small for us at the price it would be had for. I find myself regretting it though, cuz I know we could easily afford it and despite the size...it could have worked.
Back home at my house, the mouse situation has broken my spirit, almost completely. Downstairs, my father just lives in filth and despite having a beautiful new kitchen and bathroom, he's destroying it little by little cuz he cant take care of it. The plan, once I move out of the upstairs apartment, is to rent my unit, but I'll be living an hour away. Pops is unable to handle cleaning his own counters, so him tending to the needs of a tenant is out of the question. The thought of being a long distance landlord is literally keeping me up at night. I want to sell, but I know my father doesnt. Even more, theres nowhere for him to go right now. I feel very stuck.
Work is miserable. Normally I have a few projects bumping along, maybe 1, 2 tops that demand my attention semi frequently. Right now I have 4 going all at the same time and each of them would be the single most time consuming projects I've ever had all on their own.
My daughter also has the flu, and has been home with me all week. It's great. I love having her here and I love being able to nurse her along back to her usual self. But a lot of you know that caring for a flu-ridden 11 year old is a tall task on it's own, and really demands my full time and attention. Even though she's on the mend, she had coughing fits last night that kept me up for hours. I can't sleep knowing she's struggling in the next room over.
I am trying to focus on the good. It just gets super difficult these days when the bullshit just creeps in deeper and deeper. It will get better, it has to. One little thing at a time I suppose!