It's mid July now. Several things have been happening. We found out about 4 months ago that our landlord wasn't paying the morgage on the house where we were living. Our lease was up at the end of June, but we had decided once we found out he was behind on the mortgage we weren't going to sign another lease with him. Not going to risk getting thrown out of the house because he got foreclosed.
We had plans to live at my dad's house and rent the property from him so that we could provide extra income for him, and it would not be touched if he went into a nursing home or assisted living facility. Two weeks until the end of June my dad tells us that he doesn't want anyone to live in his house if he can't live in his house. He wants us to move in with him, but that's just not going to happen. He needs professional care, not just the help of family. He's being stubborn as usual.
In the meantime, we rushed to find something, but found nothing, and I refuse to pay a non-refundable pet fee over $100 for our one declawed spayed cat. (She had to be declawed. Polydactyl with claws growing into her paw when I found her. Don't hate on me for her being declawed. It was the humane thing to do.) I just can't see being punished and losing money for a pet. One place had a $400 non-refundable fee. Seriously? We also saw some overpriced shabby places. I spent 10 years in Chicago. Those rent prices wouldn't fly even in Chicago. Yes, that is a 3 bedroom 2 bath home on paper, but putting paneling over a garage door and a shower stall no bigger than a sink with a toilet behind a room divider doesn't make it a real bedroom and bathroom. But someone will surely pay for it even though it's a rip off.
Anyway, I digress. We weren't able to find anything in time, so we put our stuff in storage. Thankfully, I'm from a large family and we are able to stay at my two older sisters' house in the meantime.
Also during all the chaos of packing and moving, the sister that my dad lives with had an emergency appendectomy. So I spent the week completely with my dad while she was in the hospital. I definitely know that there is no way I would move in with him at his house. No. Not going to happen. Once my sister came home from the hospital, I just stayed from morning to night to take care of them both. The last few weeks have really put me to the test. I'm spent. I'd like a vacation now, please. I know that's not going to happen any time soon though.
A lot of change has been happening in our part of the world, much of it beyond my control. Sometimes I have to let go and just flow with it. Just keep swimming.