A new year has begun and here’s hoping it goes better than ’23
did.
Just for a recap, I ended up in the hospital twice with septic
arthritis. Both times I was on intravenous antibiotics and no work for a couple
of weeks each. Not good for my finances. And I did ask for help, except it wasn’t
enough when my old landlord raised my rent and put the building up for sale.
Here I was trying to figure out how I was going to pay for
the increased rent, and hoping the new owner didn’t raise it more when I started
having major plumbing issues and I couldn’t get a hold of the landlord (he wasn’t
answering his phone, and he didn’t have voice mail set up) so I contacted the
prospective buyer.
They got a hold of my old landlord and told him to fix it,
then called me to ask if he had done it. He hadn’t. The prospective buyer
backed out of the sale just a few days before it was supposed to go
through.
My old landlord blamed me for contacting the prospective
buyer. However, I must point out that they didn’t step out until after my old
landlord didn’t fix the plumbing. But as he considered it my fault, he threatened
to evict me. Thankfully, a friend of mine told me he legally couldn’t evict me
while my rent was current.
Now to just get the plumbing fixed.
My friends rallied around me and tried to help, they did the
best they could, but I needed a professional. By this time, my old landlord
refused to talk to me and hung up on any of my friends who tried to talk to
him.
Then another prospective buyer came on the scene. As this
guy lives in Utah, and his brother was right here in Pocatello, he asked his
brother to do a sight visit. Which made for an interesting experience. At the
time, the only occupied apartments were #1, #5, and #6, and all three of us
ladies are members, so we were taken aback when the local mission president and
his wife came to inspect the place.
Mind you, my apartment was not legally habitable.
The mission president asked me if I had help and I told him I did. I promise
things would have been worse without the help of my friends.
He
was so worried about me that he called the stake president to make sure my ministering
brothers knew of my situation. The stake president called me to find out if I
even knew who that was.
The answer is yes, and he was indeed on the list of friends
I’d mentioned to the mission president who was trying to help me, I just never
said he was my ministering brother.
And
the next day the realtor for my old landlord showed up with a plumber who
started on the repairs. By the time the sale finally went through, my place was
up and running again! And better yet we have a new landlord that actually
responds on the same day to repairs. As in, within the hour. And, it turned out that since I hadn’t signed a new lease with the new lease amount, my rent reverted
back to three or four years ago. NICE!
But all that solved the rent problem, but it didn’t really
help me all that much, since I have put one or both of my knees out on
several occasions. I couldn’t walk; getting to work was out of the
question.
One of those days was the first Monday in December. I was
actually getting ready for work when I turned wrong, and I couldn’t make it to
work. Tuesday, I decided to go out a little early, so I had time to clear my
windows. I was in the middle of trying to do that job when my slick, steep
driveway conspired against me, and I landed hard.
I missed all that week and part of the next because I couldn’t
sit up. I couldn’t sit, period. And I can’t drive or work lying on my side.
Yeah, I missed most of December between falling
hard on my seat and the office being closed for more days than I care to count.
And last Wednesday I was going to go to work, right up until
I woke up unable to walk. Thanks to my restless legs, I put my knee out in my
sleep!
Then on Thursday, I woke up with a head cold.
So much for December, now the new year has begun and I still
haven’t made it back to work since the Thursday before Christmas.
Anyway, happy writing everyone! And happy New Year!
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