Shaking off the Weirdness...

Well, that thing-that-shall-not-be-mentioned doesn't look like it's gonna happen. It was the cutest house in the whole wide earth, but a combo of my très limited finances, plus some miscommunication on the part of the current tenant to/with the owners have apparently rendered the whole thing moot. I know I shouldn't have gotten my hopes (and the hopes of a friend) up about this. Don't get me wrong: I'm not all despondent about it. I was trying really hard to be real about the whole thing. At this stage in my life, I don't have the luxury to fantasize about anything. I have an inquiry about the property directly to the owners, but in my heart, I'm already writing it off. I have to.

However, I DO have a guaranteed place to move into that will be cheaper, and they were willing to wait on me figuring this other place out. It's actually on Hawthorne Ave, which admittedly will be convienient as all hell. I can live my entire life on just Hawthorne Ave if I had to, especially with the New Seasons taking over the old Daily Grind (but I still miss them). If I don't hear back on the house thing with something reasonable, I'm just going to go with the Hawthorne flat. It's small, but much more spacious than any actual apartment I'd looked at for the same price, and all major utils are covered, plus free basic cable and internets (although she'd be willing to look into upgrading to DSL/Dish if I split the costs). The couple that live upstairs are very cool folks, and are fully accepting and supportive of my medical needs. Honestly, it's probably a better situation over-all, money-wise, locale, responsibility level, etc. I sould just take it and STHU. I can live there for a year or so, get onto the housing assistance program here in Portland (earliest applications are gonna be taken in 2010) and aim to find someplace else a year or so from now.

But the other place, the house? I'm gonna HOUND these folks. This is where I want to live, no question...

This's a shot of the water garden/creek that runs through the front of the property. The house is really tiny (think 500sqft) but is as big as I'd ever need, with a huge yard and a little studio/shop out back. The price is reasonable, but not for my budget, alas. Maybe in the future. Seriously, I want to keep in touch with these people. If this place ever comes up again, I want a crack at it. If I get myself past November when I can reconfigure my withholding on my disability income, and then get rent assistance, I could pull this off and still be able to eat. But the mother-in-law flat will be a perfectly workable solution for now, and with good people. That really does count for something. My want or desire for something else doesn't. But I'll tell you this: that picture above is what my home will look like one day. Mark my words...