Unlike most of the world, our little neighborhood is a fine place. The music, peaches and weather were all good. I was good today too.
Alright, here is my latest thinking on the old folk’s asylum. First – we would not move until April 2016, when the lease is up. When you are our age – that is a L O N G time. 15 months ago, I was just a little worried about Mr C, but I was sure that he was going to be OK. I am not at all sure that he will even be here in 15 months. Heck, nobody is promised tomorrow. I might not be here. You, dear reader, might not be here. 15 months is a long time.
So, I think I’ll just put down a refundable deposit and non-refundable credit/criminal/medical check fee and say that I only want a two bedroom corner unit with south and east exposure on the top 4 floors. If Mr C dies in the mean time, I’ll get his money back and change my order to one or two bedroom corner unit with south and east exposure on the top 4 floors.
If a unit that matches my specs comes up – I don’t have to take it. Until late 2015 – I’ll just say “pass”. Come late 2015 – I’ll start looking seriously at all potential apartments.
Carlton wants me to “do something” but I think he plans on being someone’s cadaver at Georgetown University Medical School by the time it is time to move. So, he isn’t expressing any opinions beyond “You need to do something”.
So, I’ll have $600 at risk. Plus $1,000 that I can get back if I never move in.
OH BTW, I am leaning towards the asylum that serves dinner until 8PM, has wifi in all the apartments and a bar in the lobby. The wifi isn’t important – I can always get internet – but it shows that management is at least trying to make the place appealing to the younger old people. Now, if only it wasn’t surrounded by strip malls.
Enjoy Every Sandwich: Chicken, cheese and peach quesadilla.