Settling down…
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Through supper and the evening I gave the situation regarding the housing investment some serious thought (as I have for weeks). Although I know it’s good to aim high, I realize that even if the rental house (the office building) worked well and reached my optimistic goals, it would be a source of stress for many years. There isn’t enough of ME to provide care to seniors needing “supportive housing” though it fits so well with my idea of doing some good in the community. The business would have to be wildly successful to pay mortgage and renovations and ongoing expenses; if that was my only house and I lived there, it could work… but that won’t work, not here, not now.
Therefore, I’m relieved to fall back to my original position of wanting to buy a SMALL home in McBride. I’m not even all that anxious about THAT at this point. I notice real estate prices rising, but perhaps soon I’ll get news about one of the houses I’m interested in (and have discussed this with owners or heirs or realtors). So far, I’m not committed, though I would return a “gift” that a friend proffered in support of my quest. Her interest in the house, ANY house I choose, will be to have a secure sleeping room for occasional use. Otherwise, I was looking to invest and to maintain a small “commercial” kitchen, laundry facilities, and to fix and beautify an older home.
I’m exhausted from stewing about the details of the brainwave I had about the office building, most of last night. And of course, that is partly the reason that I’ve taken so much of the lack of others’ enthusiasm so personally. Gary was coaching me and offering his wisdom about the causes for those bad attitudes and possible conflicts with others’ agendas.
I can still cook and bake and grow vegetables and take those to senior friends… that can be my role. I don’t do enough of that as it is.
I didn’t even tell you about hearing the African Children’s Choir a few weeks ago, and on another occasion, we heard The Arrogant Worms. No one should complain about the entertainment, culture and inspiration which comes to our little town.
Earlier today, I spent a few hours planting my leftover nursery stock into the vegetable garden. I still have quite a bit left to do, including some very large heavy pots of trees. I will be cautious when buying (fewer) trees next Spring, and intend to go get my order myself, because the freight charges were appalling. I’m finding the work quite difficult physically, and though I think I should get MORE exercise, this work bothers my joints quite a bit. We’re thinking of employing some “WOOFERS” next year, and I’ll tell you more about that another time.
Take care everyone. Thanks for reading my blog. ~ Ann
