My insomnia has come in handy throughout as I sat day and night, pouring over Craig's List and every real estate site in the region desperate to find something I could afford. I would catch a couple of hours of sleep each morning from 8 or 9am to 11:30 when the alarm would go off and I'd start all over again.
I've drank literally gallons of coffee just to keep alert despite all the medications for depression, nightmare suppression, pain, et al. I've had 4 bad falls, the last causing quite a furor when torn chest/ribcage muscles and cracked ribs mimicked heart attack symptoms, resulting in an ambulance ride to the ER.
I've been stalked online by and gotten at least two nasty, threatening emails from my landlord. Obviously, he doesn't shy away from bad press. Maybe he doesn't realize that Oak Harborites--particularly the membership of my church (the oldest and largest one on the island)--don't take kindly to a Navy guy who puts impoverished cripples into the street. He's even threatened to sue for damages, despite the fact that I've been living here (a total of 6.5 years) without a lease since 2004, never paid a damage deposit, did not have a walk-thru when I moved in, and found this place in a disgusting, filthy bachelor-pad mess upon my arrival. Never have I had to clean a place from top to bottom as I did this one.
My suggestion to this landlord would be to discuss his problems with the men who lived here prior to my moving in. Perhaps THEY did a walk-thru and can be held accountable since, by law, I cannot.
Oh, and the cats are physician-certified THERAPY/SERVICE animals and cannot be denied to me by ANYONE, irregardless of pet policies. That's the LAW.
So, farewell my Faithful Readers. I do not know when I'll have access to a computer and the internet again. Keep Lucas, Kira, Curzon and myself in your prayers as we continue to live in hope of finding a place to live.
Goodbye....
I will be staying with church friends for 2 weeks. After that...who knows.
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