When I moved into my apartment in Pensacola, FL 6 years ago, I never knew I would live here this long (about 3 years had been my limit). And now I cannot think of anyplace that I would want to live in that I can afford. And my apartment is roomy and comfortable. I have it furnished, finally, after leaving everything in that storage unit in NC. And I am as content as I can be, being the wanderer that I am.
This apartment has changed hands (don't you love that expression?) and millionaires did what they do to make money - sold us down the river. Rent went up and services went down when they hired a bankrupt management company to take over for the wonderful (and I guess expensive) one we had for 5 years.
Anyway, I am watching the lovely liquid sunshine that has been with us since our rainy season began. Gray is really a non-descript color, you know. Black and white are considered no color and gray appears to be their step child. And it has been gray here for so long.
Riley and I made it out early for his "potty run" this AM before another shower came by. He is snoozing to my left on his pillow and velour cover. He is royalty you know - registered name Prince Riley.
Anyway, not only is it raining, but we are in the middle of a pandemic, as the world is. I rarely see my neighbors and friends, unless I go check on them or they check on me. Then we stand 6 feet apart, automatically, and most of us wear masks. My black friends are not wearing a mask, and I have not asked why - it would be an invasion of their privacy and it is their business.
I was hoping to start driving again since my last brain fuzz, and I never thought I would say this, but I will wait until it stops raining. We senior Florida drivers tend to be reckless in our old age, and I do not want an additional thing to worry about. So I will stay home but it is killing me, and I need some groceries. I have a friend who will drive me, but I want to go by myself and not inconvenience her.
That friend has just unloaded a family storage unit into her apartment. She has enough to do and our new prissy little manager has given her until the 26th to get rid of it. She has had 4 heart attacks since I have lived here and many before that. He is being a jerk but it is because she feeds our stray cats and he does not like stray cats. (or cats in general.}
I feed three strays myself. And when he told me to stop, I told him if I did we would have all those little guys we had when I moved in here -lizards, frogs, small, bugs, roaches, Palmetto bugs, mice, and rats. He did not say another word to me about it again. But he is threatening my friend with eviction is she does not stop.
I REALLY THINK HE DOES NOT HAVE A CLUE OF WHAT IS GOING ON HERE IN THIS RETIRED COMMUNITY. HIS THREAT WILL NOT FLY IN COURT AND I HAVE A DEAR 90 YEAR OLD BLACK LADY WHO HAS A LAWYER ON SPEED DIAL. Our manager does not realize who he is messing with. Old people have been around the block several times.
So life here in Pensacola, in this apartment complex, goes on- much like everywhere else. And in the midst of this pandemic, a monumental occurrence, we still have petty little people pushing their petty agenda. It is probably good that we are locked down inside because of this pandemic. Not much can be done right now.
This apartment has changed hands (don't you love that expression?) and millionaires did what they do to make money - sold us down the river. Rent went up and services went down when they hired a bankrupt management company to take over for the wonderful (and I guess expensive) one we had for 5 years.
Anyway, I am watching the lovely liquid sunshine that has been with us since our rainy season began. Gray is really a non-descript color, you know. Black and white are considered no color and gray appears to be their step child. And it has been gray here for so long.
Riley and I made it out early for his "potty run" this AM before another shower came by. He is snoozing to my left on his pillow and velour cover. He is royalty you know - registered name Prince Riley.
Anyway, not only is it raining, but we are in the middle of a pandemic, as the world is. I rarely see my neighbors and friends, unless I go check on them or they check on me. Then we stand 6 feet apart, automatically, and most of us wear masks. My black friends are not wearing a mask, and I have not asked why - it would be an invasion of their privacy and it is their business.
I was hoping to start driving again since my last brain fuzz, and I never thought I would say this, but I will wait until it stops raining. We senior Florida drivers tend to be reckless in our old age, and I do not want an additional thing to worry about. So I will stay home but it is killing me, and I need some groceries. I have a friend who will drive me, but I want to go by myself and not inconvenience her.
That friend has just unloaded a family storage unit into her apartment. She has enough to do and our new prissy little manager has given her until the 26th to get rid of it. She has had 4 heart attacks since I have lived here and many before that. He is being a jerk but it is because she feeds our stray cats and he does not like stray cats. (or cats in general.}
I feed three strays myself. And when he told me to stop, I told him if I did we would have all those little guys we had when I moved in here -lizards, frogs, small, bugs, roaches, Palmetto bugs, mice, and rats. He did not say another word to me about it again. But he is threatening my friend with eviction is she does not stop.
I REALLY THINK HE DOES NOT HAVE A CLUE OF WHAT IS GOING ON HERE IN THIS RETIRED COMMUNITY. HIS THREAT WILL NOT FLY IN COURT AND I HAVE A DEAR 90 YEAR OLD BLACK LADY WHO HAS A LAWYER ON SPEED DIAL. Our manager does not realize who he is messing with. Old people have been around the block several times.
So life here in Pensacola, in this apartment complex, goes on- much like everywhere else. And in the midst of this pandemic, a monumental occurrence, we still have petty little people pushing their petty agenda. It is probably good that we are locked down inside because of this pandemic. Not much can be done right now.
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