Day 1 - not great. Though I know this divorce and my temporary low income is going to lower our way of living, I simply couldn't do that to my daughter. It was an older mobile home which needed lots and I mean lots of repair (which I know how to do). The closing factors came down to safety. I do not like propane gas tanks and though this home did not have one, the home 4ft away did. The last safety issue was a big one. The bedroom is right beside the front door. Neither my daughter or I feel safe with my daughter sleeping right next to the entrance and the 2nd bedroom was too small to fit anything but a bed. Even with a major cleaning it appeared to have serious water damage and would probably leak with the first rain. We decided to keep looking.
So, after giving my notice with the boys, feeling hopeless, being told "no pets" no less than 20 times, I had a nice little cry time. Then with freshly washed eyes I gave the papers another try. This time I found 2 tiny 1 bedroom apartments with lower rent than the mobile home was offering. Ironically, its just down the road from where we lived this time last year, but I'm not sure if its on the "safe" side of town or the "bad" side of town. I'm going to go look at them tomorrow and see if they are any more livable than the mobile home we cringed at today.
If by some miracle I can find a safe one bedroom in that price range, I'll be able to continue keeping the boys which I know their mommy and daddy would like. Only time will tell now.....I refuse to get my hopes up though...
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