I Can Breathe Again, Kinda

I'm back in good ole TC. The house is such an improvement over the country house as far as mold goes. Good A/C and high ceilings. We both slept good last night. But, upon arrival yesterday, the chemical plants were letting some chemical out into the air and it smelled bad. I put my shirt up over my nose as I was unloading the truck. I should probably move out of this city.

Our renter came by last night to let us know he was out of the house now. We enjoyed visiting with him for about an hour. Then we went to check out the house. We were very impressed with the house condition, luckily, since we gave him his deposit back without looking at the house first. (He is a family friend). The neighbors are interested in their relatives renting it. But they told my renter that they would come pick up some furniture they wanted over a week ago, and they haven't picked it up yet. Now it's on the front porch waiting for them to come pick it up. I think that shows bad character and now I am reluctant to rent to their relatives.

I plan to finish rummaging through the upstairs bedroom today so that Barry can start painting that room. Then on to the next room. Then on to searching for a job. I want to be settled into a bedroom before I begin work. I don't want to be searching for my clothes in three different rooms and sleeping in different rooms as well while working.

One more cup of coffee and I'm off and running...