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Year Two, Day 287: Dreaming of a Camper Van

So, I didn't get the apartment.  

I really liked it - especially the location.  But the manager gave me a bad vibe. So I am a bit relieved. She was kind of negative. Even the voicemail..."We can't rent to you. Bad credit. Sorry." Click. I almost expected a cackle. Like the Wicked Witch of the West!

The thing is, it was the least expensive apartment I've seen. I talked to a lady from a property management company and she said with bad credit, sometimes they will take a bigger deposit.

Honestly, I can't afford to live in Portland! I told my son. I suggested he stay with friends for now.
Work on building his credit. I have old marks on my credit bureau report, from ages ago. Divorce. Single mom. But I have almost everything paid off now.  So if I tried to get into one of the apartments that say "Bad Credit? Ok!", I would spend a fortune in a deposit.


My daughter suggest I rent a room from someone. I am really nervous about this. I am a bit of an introvert. And really quite shy.

What I'd really like to do is buy a mini van. And put most of my things in a storage facility. I can park in my daughter and son-in-law's driveway, my mom and dad's driveway in Vancouver...Until I find a place.

Most everyone tells me this is a bad idea, but I think I'd like to try it. 

I've actually fantasized about getting a camper van for many years. Getting rid of most everything, and having the freedom to just get up and go on a moment's notice!  

Hit the road! Find adventure!

Sigh.  But for now, I need to figure out how to just survive.


In the meantime, I put up a post on Facebook. I thought I'd also share it with my blog readers in case you knew anyone that had a room that might rent to a funky, middle aged piano teacher.

(But I really want to buy that van!)

Here's my post.

Dear Friends:
I need your help.
I have not been successful in finding an apartment in SE Portland that I can afford. I need to move within a week.
Does anyone know someone who would be willing to rent me a room? It would be most likely a temporary situation.
I am gone most of the day teaching, at rehearsal, at my church job or exercising.
I will not have many belongings with me. Will be putting most everything in storage for the time being.
I am quiet and respectful.
I do not smoke, drink, do drugs, or have crazy parties.
No pets.
At home, I like to read and cook. I even do dishes! I love kids and pets and people, but I'm a bit of an introvert, so don't socialize much outside of work.
I would prefer to rent a room from people I know. I am kind of shy by nature.
I would also love to give free piano lessons to anyone in the household! I have a digital electric piano, but would love to rent a room where there is already an acoustic piano.
I can also provide soft classical music at night for you to relax by. ;)
If you have any suggestions, or a room, or a basement, or an attic, please message me on FB or email me at:
Please feel free to share this post!
Also, I will be looking for a mini van. In good running condition.

Thank you and God bless! :)


And on another, happier note, I got a selfie with my favorite bus driver today!  Sadly, this is her last week on this route. But we have had many happy trips together!
Really, life is a happy trip, isn't it?

I trust God will find the right situation for my family.

Today, I am focusing on "gentleness" from the fruit of the spirit (Galatians 5:22).

And I am going to start with me!

Happy Wednesday! :)

Gentle Zita


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