As shocking as it might sound, I want to travel more. I know, who would have thought that a person who writes about the stress of traveling as a medical freak could wish to travel more. But I do, thus…in May me and my Husband decided to sell our home to free ourselves up for whatever God might have in store for us.
At the time we had been to Maine for Hubby to go on a job interview. We figured since they had flown him out and payed a nice chunk of change on him, that he had a pretty good chance at getting it. Since we haven’t heard back from the company, we are assuming he didn’t get the job.
However, all of that talk about what we would do ‘if’ got us really looking at what we would need to do in order to move.
Other Things To Consider:
I am 12 years younger than my husband. And due to illnesses, freaky medical conditions, and idiopathic anaphylaxis I have only just finished college and started looking at what I could do from home to bring in enough income that my hubby could ‘retire’, something that I would enjoy doing and that would enable us to travel more.
Thus the Blog, and my attempts to get published for stories about the trips we take anyway. I also am a shutter bug and to help fund my fun I sell photos for stock with several different agencies.
Back To The Story:
We decided to sell our house, as it would be the one thing we would absolutely need to do in order to leave. The housing market was on fire for sellers, so it was a ‘perfect timing’ scenario. So we contacted a realtor friend of ours, had her do a walk through and give us a punch list of what we needed to do to sell. Thankfully she knows us well enough to know that we would be working at our own, pain managing, pace.
As of last week, all the paint fume ingesting, paint spattered clothes, and back pain and spasms paid off and we sold the house.
Once that was done we had to figure out where we were going to live, since we weren’t going to buy again. So we put some balls in motion and hubby made a hotel reservation.
(While I’m going to try and break out the numbers on what we are actually saving by staying in the hotel, I’m slow with numbers so that might not happen.)
Since I have to be careful of the company I keep, we signed the paperwork a day ahead of the buyers and we moved into a hotel.
Another back story:
The closing had been moved at the last minute. So we were living in our house with a folding table, camp chairs, and sleeping on an air mattress. Considering we both suffer from nerve and back pain, can you say OWIE!
The hotel was a much needed reprieve. While Chaz is having to get used to only being outside on a leash. And we are having to get used to taking him outside when he asks, life isn’t all that bad.
When we moved in Hubby spoke to the manager and negotiated a lower price, which will average out once we’ve been here for a month (good tip to know), and we won’t have to change rooms.
After owning a 2800 + sq foot home, with nice grassy front and back lawns, not having to clean or do yard work means a lot of extra time. There one down side I was dreading about hotel living…the coffee.
We have stayed in many a hotel and the ones that have offered free coffee for their guests fall short on the my scale of good coffee. When you go to the robust carafe and expect to see a deep umber colored beverage to be filling your cup, only to see a weak brown color (something you would expect to see say when ordering a hot tea) you just know that the coffee is not going to satisfy a coffee snobs tastes buds.
However, I found a way around that little issue.
I brought my Keurig from home. (Cue the Cheshire cast grin.) This way I can choose my coffee, and only drink the best. This also meant that I could order my k-cups from Keurig and get my favorite Caribou Obsidian coffee to enjoy every morning.
The cute little four cup coffee maker that came with the room is tucked away in a cupboard with the offered pre-filtered coffee where it can do no harm. I even brought a favorite mug from home that could handle the amount of coffee I drink in the morning.
You can’t leave anything to chance when your entire day could be derailed by having a bad cup of coffee.
The biggest perk for me is housekeeping. Everyday the trashes are emptied, and if we wish our towels and bed linens are replaced. All without us doing anything more than holding the dog, or simply taking him with us on an errand so they can work. They are by far my most appreciated people here. While we still wash our own clothes, with my allergies I have to be very picky about the soaps I use, not having to worry about the basic cleanliness of the room and linens is a huge relief.
Also they have food (I can only eat the salad, but that’s ok because it means I don’t have to buy the ingredients for salad) Monday-Thursday. And if Hubby wants breakfast before heading out to work, it’s all right there in the lobby waiting for him.
I’m not gonna lie, I could get used to this.