Without going into detail, it looks like the beautiful house I live in is sold. It passed the inspection. We're waiting for the bank appraisal. Until the deed is done, it's not done, and yet it seems done. I sit and wait for finality.
I feel like I'm in a mystery novel. By July 27, I have to be out, yet it's anyone's guess when the house is legally the new owner's, if, indeed, the sale does go through. A very nice young couple with a six-week old baby, a very special couple, I think, yet when do we know with finality that Heaven Admin and I are moving out and the new owners moving in!
The funding for the motor home is not yet in place, or this would be the perfect time for Heaven Admin and I to move into a hybrid motor home and start the Oneness Journey across the U.S. and down into Latin and South America and to Capilla del Monte, Argentina, where Heaven Admin will build a beautiful sustainable spiritual center and where he has invited me to stay. Isn't that a beautiful thing?
Add to the date of actual day of sale mystery, there is also Heaven Admin's visa expiration mystery! Will Heaven Admin have to leave the U.S. by the end of August? If so, he will have to wait some months before re-entering U.S. Time may not exist, but it sure does play a heavy hand in the relative world!
So much is unsettled, and we may not know what is what until the last minute.
We went to look at a small apartment that sounded nice in an old house that looked nice from the outside -- it's actually on the same street I live on now -- and this place turned out to be uninhabitable. The steep stairs going up to the apartment had a fifty-year old carpet that I swear had never been cleaned its whole life. I am not exactly hung-up on cleanliness etc. but no one would want their worst shoes to walk up that carpet. The kitchen was hardly a kitchen, and the little pseudo-counter was covered with old worn-out scruffy wrinkly contact paper long past its prime. I shudder to think of this place.
If Heaven Admin and I don't find a place to live jointly for what may be only a month -- he would be fine, of course, but how desolate I would be so close and yet so far from Heaven Admin. It is unbelievable how he feeds my heart and soul and tummy. No one is more spoiled than I. And no one enjoys every minute of spoiling more than I.
The possibility exists for me to move into Senior Housing for people over fifty-five where Heaven Admin cannot go. There are two senior housing places in Fairfield. They do have openings. They are really old lady places with huge lobbies filled with rocking chairs. Although there are some beautiful active people who ride bicycles etc., it feels a little bit to me like it's a stopping off place before you drop the body.
We do have an ace in the hole, however, that also brings its own complications. A dear friend owns and lives in an old mansion, and he would temporarily let us each have a room. And we don't have to give him advanced notice, so that is beautiful. The rooms are furnished, of course which leaves the question: Do I have to put some things earmarked for Argentina into storage and my bed, for instance, in case I do later move into an apartment? There is also the downside of the possibility of having to move twice in a short span of time.
Then, add to the mix, if the Oneness Journey has to be put on hold for a while, my daughter would like me to move to Chicago and be near her.
Many open-ended questions. What to do?