Let's Get A Drink Sometime...

You know how you say that to someone you haven't seen in a while, knowing that neither of you are going to follow through. Yeah, that. 

However, a catch up is necessary.

So, I sold my 50% ownership of the house. The house I love and called home for the last almost 7.5 years. I still live here, but I grieve in little ways already. I pack up boxes here and there and have collected things to take to Goodwill. 

I actually found an apartment last week and was |--| that close to signing the lease, but something just nagged at me about the place. It was like the last apartment I wrote about, beautiful two story brick duplex in a historic neighborhood. It was the entire upstairs, 2.5 bedrooms, 1 bath, had a nice balcony, just over 1400 sq feet. Which is a lot of space for just me. But the bedroom closets were old and cramped, there were a ton of single pane windows, no central air (only window units), when I toured it, it was hot as fuck, at least 90+ degrees inside, even though the window units were blasting and loud. There was also no W/D in unit, but on the property, coin operated. I'm too old for that. I don't want to deal with it. I backed out of the deal, unfortunately losing $65 on the application fee, but better than having an apartment at the high end of my budget and also getting a $500 energy bill. 

I am going to Utah for about a week and a half at the end of September, and when I get back I will be dedicating my free time to finding an apartment. As much as I don't want to live in a big complex, I will bite the bullet if needed. Miles doesn't care if I stay, and since I take care of the cats, clean, and make most of the food, I don't think he cares that I'm here. Actually when I told him about the apartment he was somewhat down about me leaving so suddenly. I mean, it's not sudden, but whatever. 

Oh and for the best news, I finally got a new position at work! I'm a salaried woman now, okay on September 10th, I'll be a salaried lady, for now I'm still hourly. This was essentially the last job I applied to at my current company, I was done. I am very happy about the position because its a leader I want to work with and a position that allows me to be behind the scenes and will hopefully help in navigating my career forward. I still have some applications open outside of my current company, as I was applying pretty heavily to other companies, but I'm really only interested in working for one other company right now. If I hear from them, then I may leave, but it's government, and I haven't heard anything for 5 months about my applications, although one was referred to the hiring manager, but I don't have hopes for the other two applications. 

I am just happy to be making a decent salary, I will feel much more secure to move out, being able to afford a nice, safe apartment, and if worse comes to worse, I will be able to afford a new car. While the Prius is running strong, she's going on 17 years this month. Wow, can't believe it to be honest. I do get shocked when I'm out and about and see a Gen 2 Prius on the streets. I could buy a brand new car cash money right now, but I also have a lot of my house buy out money in a high yield cert until next year. I really just don't want to deal with dealerships and all the mark ups though. 

Anyway, I was looking at the goals I had listed for the year and I have almost achieved all of them. The last on the list is to move. Oh wait, and to start dating again. Shit.