There’s a place in Arizona. Crazy people leave other parts of the country to come here. Hell, the valley of the Sun empties out here during summer. Mild four seasons. There’s a disparity in age and money isn’t as noticeable until of try to rent or buy a house. So a couple hundred miles later. Eight realty companies visited. And I found two places. One in a free paper, very affordable but one bedroom and nice lot. One with a tiny lot, two bedrooms and a bath and a half. We are leaving a deposit on the two bedroom place.
It’s not the city I’ll work in but at five miles away…almost too close. The funny part is we had relinquished that though of options. We went through another trailer park (6 total toured). After going through about sixty of seventy properties, we see a sign in the window of a trailer. I have taken pictures of lot and trailers along the way. So I call the number right away. And in ten minutes, I’m inside with a neighbor touring it. It’s very nice for the size and age. It’s what we can live in not what we can deal with.
We go back in a couple days to leave deposit. Relocation is not a usual celebration ceremony. This could be one. 😃