Okay, so now I've completely gone over the edge.A HA hahahahahah

I am trying to buy a house. I found some trail's end places, so that they cost less than renting, damnit !!! Some are in volatile neighborhoods, so noooooooooo, but some aren't. $30,000  or less houses. I went to scope one out and liked it though it is trashed. Give me something to do. And, as I cannot get life insurance and have nothing to leave the four kids, well, it just might be a better idea than I had thought.

I have construction tools and know how and should be able to do what needs doing in these places. Also, most are NOT landscaped and I could definitely turn that around. I need something to do or I will go  mad.

So, I went to see a loan officer and I told him the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth, except the part about dying, hehehehehe. Sure, my chemo is finished and I am fine now.............ha.

He said that with my checks coming in monthly and a co-signer, we could be in business. Hmmmmmm, who would be fool enough to co-sign ?!?!?!? That is the next challenge. Not anyone in my older family, the stable ones who could, as they all get really funny faces going when I talk about this. Maybe I can intimidate a child to do it, sigh..........not really, but someone.
I have friends, who when they heard about this outrageous dream, began to collect money for me to put towards a down payment. Wonderful friends, huh? I told them to hang onto the funds as I might just get shot down at the last minute and have to face other, more terrible realities.

I am like my brother's MIL, who when she heard that she had to move into assisted living, went bonkers and tried to think of a thousand ways to get  out of it, but no one would help her, sooooooo, she's going. But, she has dementia or terrible forgetfulness and is blind now.

I am almost as strong as I was before I got sick and this may last awhile, especially if I can get things to do and not SIT in this damned recliner in Mom's house, diminishing daily, I'm melting, I'm melting said the wicked old witch. Then, I wouldn't have to put down my doggie which no one wants and who should not have to die because I am. I Might actually be able to hang on for three more years and give her a normal life span then......damn.

Uh oh, this is turning into  a NOT funny entry. Gotta quit and go look at more houses and begin to bring up co-signers around the kids and family and  friends more. Hmm,  how to begin that conversation? Do you already have an FHA loan? Those who do cannot help  me.

Made a video called Cancer Glam for those who feel not so pretty.......it's silly, but the next ones should get better. I am still laughing at myself, at the world and its foibles and my own personal insanity points, cada quien con su locura, so it ain't all bad, huh?