Thanks Face Book!

Well it's official. 

Our sweet puppy Fluffy - our 1 year old 75 lb pit bull - has finally managed to get us evicted from our apartment due to his size.  We tried everything to get management to accept him.  We named him Fluffy;  we cut down his food intake in a vain attempt to keep his size below the 25lb weight limit.  We even stuck a Hilary Clinton mask on him when we walked him and tried to introduce him as an extremely homely cousin.  All to no avail.

 And as life usually rolls at these times, it’s NOT the most convenient time to look for a new place for several other reasons:

I’ve been unemployed since April.  And wouldn’t you know it,  all the jobs in the paper that don’t require a Bachelor of Science degree are offering about $300 less than I’m making ON unemployment. 

By the way - If you ARE lucky enough to possess this particular sheepskin, great!  All you will have to do once you get the job is plan on moving into the office and taking on personal errands for staff in addition to your office duties.  Errands such as buying presents for wives, bringing them lunch, and handling their dry cleaning.  Kind of like that popular Girl Friday position we females filled in the 50's.  The one we thought we’d seen the last of.

Anyway, I also had to file bankruptcy thanks to a divorce a couple of years ago.   Although my ex-husband and I are still friends – that was one thing salvaged from the split.

My boyfriend and love is still recovering from cancer.  Thank God. We give all the credit to Essiac tea.  (I knew as soon as I tasted it I was maybe on to something big – it tasted like crap so it had to be good for you!)

All in all, not horrific problems like some people are going through I admit, just inconvenient.

However it looks like ALL is saved, thanks to an idea I got from Face Book.  Here’s what happened:

I took a quiz called “What type of house do you belong in?” and answered the questions thoughtfully and truthfully.  It turns out I belong in a SHACK!  Now, normally this would appall me as it’s probably appalling some of you.  But let’s look on the bright side of the coin – This is actually something we can afford to move into even with our big dog, scant unemployment wages, a man still recovering, AND the bankruptcy!

I figure it won’t be too hard to move into one – it’s a SHACK! 

 There’s a multitude of such dwellings available in the seedier parts of Sacramento, and I have seen a couple that would look mighty fine with our 42” LCD TV and our PlayStation tucked away in them.  And who knows?  Some of the shacks may not even have anyone to contact. 

Now the only thing I have to figure out is how to get electricity and internet to our future residence.  If anyone has any ideas I would certainly welcome them!