There’s plenty to see in our nation’s capitol, but I bummed to see the National Air and Space Museum is temporarily closed through fall 2022. It’s really one museum in two locations, so the one on the national mall isn’t available, but the Steven F. Udvar-Hazy Center, is open. That one consists of two enormous hangars that house the Space Shuttle Discovery, the Enola Gay and my personal favorite, the Lockheed SR-71 Blackbird. I really wish I can find the plane my father served as a gunner in, a PV-1 Ventura. The only place I know where one exists is inside the Orlando Sanford International Airport. I want to find an excuse to go there. Most planes from DFW land at the other Orlando airport. While I don’t understand how medals and military uniforms work, my dad earned his wings as a gunner on the aircraft, and he seemed very proud of them. There’s a story about him being shot down and lost at sea for a few days. I could never get him to open up about it. However, I did find a telegram sent to his parents informing them that he was MIA. I’ll see if I can find it.
Most of the funds I received from the sale of GeedingManor went to my attorney. I really miss owning a home, especially doing all the DIY stuff, the feeling of knowing nothing is going to need to be packed or moved, and buying things only suitable for a home knowing you won’t have to lug it around. When I look at what’s going on in the local housing industry, I doubt I’ll ever own a home again. Half of my retirement savings went to my ex, so I’m trying to replenish that fund and still trying to figure out how to save for a rainy day after I pay rent and child support. Now, I fear these institutional investors are going to control the price for homes over the next several decades. Here are a few headlines that scare me:
One of my biggest stressors last year was finding a place to move to. I wanted my kids to feel their thoughts were valued and part of the process, so I asked if they would prefer if I lived in a new apartment or an older house with a yard. They both really wanted a yard. The first four or five places I submitted an application for were off the market within hours. I got lucky for the one I’m living in now because I took a risk and applied for it sight unseen. But, I had to stand out from the other applicants. It helped I was a homeowner of about 15 years, have a salary on paper that looks more favorable than others, and had a credit score above 800. But I stated I would pay $200 more than they were asking for per month and would be willing to sign a two-year lease, with the second year rent increased by a $100 a month. They said they preferred the longer lease I was committing to over the four or five applicants, only willing to sign a one-year lease despite paying more than $500 over asking. I’m here for another year, and by that time, the mother of my children and move the children to another school. So, a lot of my future depends on what mood she is feeling at a particular moment.
Thankfully, I don’t have to pay for gas. Yes, I wish my cheap electric car had a further range than 72-miles on a full charge, but not having to worry about gas or any maintenance is great. However, lighting struck nearby and the wall charging unit died. Thankfully, prices have come down and technology has increased since I bought one seven years ago. I found a decent unit for $200. In the meantime, I had to use the backup charger, which plugs into a traditional outlet, but will charge at a much slower rate.
I’ve entertained the thought of delivering pizzas for Domino’s. I don’t want to think any job is beneath me. Since I have an electric car, I don’t have to worry about gas. It would get me out of the house, and I’d be social.