some may look
at my decision
to move
out of this apartment
as me
throwing in the towel
giving up the fight
but really
it’s so good
it squeaks!
the new resident manager
is a kind generous lady
with a big heart
her boss?
not so much
her boss served me
with a letter
telling me
that I had 2 weeks
to change my household
to her standards
including
getting rid of Pixie
and my dishwasher
and my trike
I have collected
documentation
over the last 15 yrs
of living here
that will show her
in plain
unadulterated
English
that all of her
so called “items”
are legal
and that I have never
hidden any of them
but really?
why fight?
my diseases
have compromised me
to a point where
even the stress
of this fight
could set me back
so I talked to my brother
who convinced me
that it would be
100 times healthier
to move
and get away from
the negativity
of having to fight
to stay in my own home
once upon a time
there was a real sense
of community here
no more…
the floods,
the broken appliances
that never got repaired
the lack of consideration
from the other people livng here
the changes that only benefit
the company running the place
have convinced me
that the time has come
so
this is me
throwing in the towel
and beginning the search
for a new happy home
here’s my new home wish list:
- no aircraft landing light on the roof
- dog friendly
- 2 parking spots
- water pressure
- double sink in kitchen
- full size appliances (no more bar fridge)
- no carpeting
- easy access (not up 3 flights of stairs)
- soaker tub and shower
- laundry
- quiet
- storage (lots)
- fireplace
- yard, patio or deck access
- bbq friendly
- spacious
- no lawn to maintain
- 2nd bedroom/den/computer room
- sit down dining/eating area
I don’t think
any of it
is too much to ask
and it doesn’t hurt
a girl to dream