It's been a while since I've written in this blog. It suffered when I decided to quit writing a comedic view of my life here in Texas, and it's since pretty much died. I don't know if I can revive it or not, but I may just be able to do that and keep it as a day to day blog to keep people posted on how our "Life in the Hovel" is going these days.
Last I wrote, we were still in the one bedroom apartment across the complex. (I say it like it's a massive building with lots of units...no.) We are now in Apartment #1, which is the largest in the complex. It's a two bedroom and costs us more than we can really afford, and definitely more than it's worth. The landlords greedy widow has raised the rent by 75 bucks this past month, and while we can probably get a house for just as much money, there is no way that we could afford the deposits required. Add to that the cost of the move, and it's just not a possibility. So, we've decided to do our best and make a go at living in this nasty, cockroach infested hole. I wish I knew why she though that it was worth so damned much money...Oh well.
Since moving here, a lot of changes have happened throughout the complex. We've had a couple of complete tenant turn overs since I last wrote, and we now have a halfway decent apartment manager. I say halfway decent because he is a caring man with the greatest of intentions, but with little funding to fix and repair the things that really need to be fixed and repaired! Currently, aside from the bug infestation, we need all the plumbing redone, and the floor in the living room replaced. We need actual flooring or linoleum replaced throughout the entire apartment. A lot of electrical work has been done though, so I really can't complain too much.
I've satisfied my hobby needs by doing flower gardening. Those of you who have read my garden blog know this already, so I will keep this down to a minimum. I currently have container gardens in the backyard ,and an actual flower bed in the front yard. I'll be starting a second shade flower bed here very soon.
We still have our dog and cat. "Missy E" turned 18 last September. She's getting really old and bordering on being incontinent. She gets sick everywhere, and can't seem to hit the litterbox when she needs to use it. This make the house a bit odiferous, to say the least. We do our best to try to keep up with her, but it's just so discouraging. I can't bring myself to put her down, but it probably needs to start being considered. She's got a lot of the same symptoms that my last cat, Isis, had before I had to put her to sleep. She's skinny, and she seems to only have one purpose in life...to eat. She won't play anymore, but rather growls a her toys..lol! If you knew her, you'd know that this is typical of her entire personality throughout her whole life.
Sasha is still Allergic to Texas, but it has increased by leaps and bounds. Every summer she feels the need to yank out all the fur on her butt. No idea why other than I think she itches down by her nub of a tail, and the only way to scratch that itch for her is to bite it. She constantly is chewing on her feet and front paws. I feel so horrible for her. I need to get her out of this state, but that's just not possible.
My Mother is still alive and kicking. She's in a nursing home called "Sunnybrook" (reminiscent of Rebecca of Sunnybrook Farm) in a private room for now. When the place fills up though she will have to have a roommate. I go to see her two to three times a week, but for her it never seems to be enough. She doesn't complain about how often I visit, but you can see it in her eyes when I leave that she doesn't want me to go. It's very sad. I'll write more about this soon.
Right now I need to close this up. I'll write more tomorrow, or perhaps later tonight.
Ciao!
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