All that has changed as of 8 p.m. tonight. The landlord has sold it to a carpenter who can fix it up and we have to move. By March 1.
So, I’m sitting here completely in shock. Not good for a boomer babe.
The thing is I asked for this. Out loud. I should have known better not to give specifics. I should have said, “…and I’d like to know where I’m moving when I do move,” or “…at least give me more than a month to prepare.” But, no….didn’t think of that.
The moral of this story is…be careful what you wish for or when you wish for something, at least be specific.