I’m better, not totally well, but better!!!   Thanks for caring!!!

Made some Christmas calls on my way back to The Villages from Sanford, Florida and a wonderful time with family and friends.  We had Christmas brunch at the Rosen Shingle Creek, nice place!

But, touching base (or trying to) with some of the folks I’ve remained friends with over the years…enjoyed that as well.   Getting the calls in BEFORE “they” make it illegal to cell and drive!  The road were pretty empty, which made it nice, to be sure.

Anyway, I’m hoping that there will be more time for Susan Nola in the coming year…although, I had an idea for what I hope will be the answer to the existing financial picture!

Time will definitely tell…

After paying for 2 months of rent, I did everything possible to remain in the mobile on the pre-historic side of The Villages, Silver Lake.  But, when the headaches started, and the landlord pulled a Jekyll and Hyde on me when I told him the place was making me sick, I knew I had to move, EVEN if he wouldn’t return one month’s rent.  I left the mobile 150% cleaner than when I moved in, but, even with the cleaning, there was still mold or something toxic and I moved out.

The mobile is still vacant, and although I have finally removed everything of mine (but the two $6 each damp rid devices), and I’ve put the For Rent signs back up (on my own, not sure what the owner has planned, except that I know he didn’t want to take care of the property, would rather have someone who is NOT sensitive to whatever it is that is making me sick), I still haven’t returned his key.

Partly because I’ve been very sick for over a week now with what I suspect is a cold, but the longer it lasts, I’m not really sure what is going on.  Still tired, my eyes sunken (went to get water today and a friend was shocked at my appearance), I’m fighting whatever it is with homeopathic remedies, as well as household items like honey, cinnamon, apple cider vinegar and tumeric, and the usual, garlic, onions and chicken soup.  And, I still have the key because I’m actually afraid of the owner.  He seemed nice enough, until I showed him the filth and expressed my concerns for my health…then I became “nothing but trouble since the day I moved in”.  His words, spit at me when I told him I couldn’t stay there any longer.   He threatened me and told me to bring an attorney if I wanted to get my money back, told me to NEVER CALL HIM AGAIN, and to get my stuff out as he was afraid that I “was going to die” on his property.  He said AFTER I had vacated, and after I returned his key, THEN he would talk about returning the last month’s rent, the $200 spent to attempt to professionally clean the HVAC (it didn’t work), the hours spent cleaning the dump, etc.   Given all of that, and being sick for over a week, I’ve not yet returned his key.

Since then I’ve stayed at a friend’s place for nearly a week, before moving into a lovely home in The Village of Tall Trees…fate would have it that the owner would be out of town for the month and, as a favor to a friend, I could stay here for $400.   I’ll be wiping everything down with Clorox wipes before I leave, don’t want to risk the owner catching this, whatever it is.

I’ve missed the lighting of The Villages Christmas Tree, the Christmas Parade (golf carts) and the Downtown Lighting of Lady Lake, not to mention any chance at all to dance anywhere.  People everywhere are coughing and sniffling, and I’ve heard that “it’s going around”.   Must be how I picked up the virus (?)…people out and about while sick, spreading germs.  OR, I was just exhausted after moving 3 times in less than 40 days, working too much and stressing over where and what and how of the future.

I’m safe.  I’m warm.  I’m getting healthy.

I’m not in Japan, or Haiti, or Turkey.  I’m not in a wheelchair.   I’m not in the hospital with some terminal illness.

It’s just another beautiful day in The Villages!

I don’t know how long I’ll be staying here…when I’ve not been working, sleeping or trying to do something fun for myself, I’ve been “meaning to” see about getting access to the internet from “home”.  I’d found that there are 3 secured wireless accounts in range of my PC, but just had not had the time to investigate who/where they are in relation to this mobile.   On Sunday (yesterday), I FINALLY took the time to search for the one of the three that was an actually name…and I stopped by, finding the owner of the residence out in the front yard.  I parked the car and got out, walked around the card towards her and said “I’ve got an offer you can probably refuse”.  She laughed.

Long story short, for $13/mth, I have internet access (THANK HEAVENS!) from “home”.

And, the offer to visit 4 beautiful cats whenever I want.  One is an outdoor beauty…the other 3 indoor cats.  The two sisters, one computer literate, the other a writer, have invited me to visit whenever I feel the need to be with their animals.

The world is a beautiful place…sometimes, I forget.

God definitely has a sense of humor.

The wonderful place to live hit a bump on Saturday. After sleeping from 8PM till 10:30AM on Saturday morning, I came out of the bedroom to find the landlord at my front door ringing a doorbell that we found wasn’t working. She wanted “to talk”.

Long story short, my personal belongings which were “no problem” when they CHOSE ME to move in, suddenly are the cause of a HIGHER electric bill, for the 22 days I was actually HERE in October.

I was told that “had I known you had THIS MUCH STUFF, I would have never let you move in”.

I also heard that “my husband and I feel that you are using us as storage”.

I offered to take her to the actual storage unit where MOST of my stuff is, but she declined as it’s “not her problem”.

So, tomorrow I rent a U-Haul and move to my OWN place, with covered parking for my ’stang, an extra bedroom for my STUFF, closets for my clothes and LOTS OF ROOM FOR MY STUFF!

And, no landlord coming into my rented living space WHILE I’M AT WORK!!!

This was a really nice place to visit, and I enjoyed the time spent here.

And now, it’s time to fly!