Have you ever wanted to just throw you most precious things in your car, sell everything else, and run away? Start over anew somewhere else?
I have. More and more everyday. Looking over my life I have realized that there is really nothing keeping me here. Except maybe the economy. I don't have any close friends here. Never had time to make any. I have many accaintainces, but no one to really miss me. My sisters are here, but they have their own lives and they rarely call me much less spend time with me. I have Cory here, but he said he might move in with his mom if she found a place away from her boyfriend or go live with his younger brother when he goes off to college.
As for this house. My name is not on the contract. Dad and Mom's is and they are both dead. I was recently told that the mortgage company can sell it out from under me after I made many payments on it. And they are ****** enough to just do that if I am late on a payment. Also, this neighborhood is going downhill. The guy that owns the houses around me is just renting to anyone. I am so tired of seeing the cops out here alot. Even as I write this the constable is next door banging on the door. I also don't like being this far out in the boonies. I want to be in town.
I found a nice apartment complex in town I might check out if I decide to stay here. Cory could stay with me then. And they accept pets. And have a pool, basketball court, party hall, and gym. I am so tempted to move. Did I also mention that in the winter I won't be freaking out about having to try to get home from work in the snow because the roads will be cleared.
More debating will be needed here. Comments?