31 Days of God-related attitude
No, I won’t be a homeowner for much longer but having had the experience has made me a much better renter. I know how to fix the small stuff and when to ask for help.
I inspected my apartment with a fine-tooth comb complete with photos. I lost my deposit at my last apartment because I never properly documented preexisting damage. I learned my lesson well.
I keep in mind that my uncle always added value to all of the homes he rented and his property owners loved him for it. Having owned a home, I don’t take for granted that this apartment belongs to a property owner.
As far as I’m concerned, I own it too. I will care for it as if it were my own, which automatically adds value without killing my budget. I plan to leave the apartment better than the way I found it. It’s called pride of rentership.
Those who rented my apartment before me never bothered to care for the landscape. My manager has encouraged me to tend the garden and plant whatever I like. I went in there yesterday afternoon and cut back two large, overgrown bushes and trimmed two small rose bushes. I filled the yard waste container and I’m not done.
The refrigerator is rather small and is broken so I requested they take theirs out and I use my own. It’s an 11-year-old Maytag and, true to it’s advertising, I have yet to experience any major problems.
There are three sinks and I know I can buy an under sink organizer to maximize space. I just purchased a 6’x6.5′ storage shed–on sale–to store mementos and memorabilia I’m not willing to lose to a storage auction in the event I can no longer afford my storage space.
I could go on and on but the bottom line is I’m wiser, smarter and far more intuitive than I was before I got married. I feel more ready for this new phase of my life than I ever have. What a blessing.
What are you thankful for today?
Day 2, Washing machine
Day 3, Prayer Room
Day 4, Two HP Printers
Day 5, Great teachers
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Boricua Confidential chronicles my new life as a single mom of two kids after my husband died from cancer on our son’s seventh birthday. Join me on this journey of change, revival, reformation, discovery and new direction ordered of God. Being a widow ain’t easy, that’s for sure. I refuse to rollover and die. Quite the contrary. I intend to thrive from this crazy life. You can’t keep this woman down. If I’m down, I won’t be for long.
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