Budgeting. Ugh. What an evil word.
Our rent is going up in July. Not by a whole lot but enought to make me wonder if it isn’t time to look for a new place again. We tried over a year ago but were unable at the time to find anything in our price range that also had what we wanted. There is no point in moving if all we can afford is what we already have. Sure, our neighbours can be a little on the nosey side and our neighbourhood is a smidge too close to the “wrong” side of town, but our landlords are decent (very hands-off) and the location is very convenient. I would miss that off-leash forest just two blocks away.
However, there is one very large reason it would be lovely to have a new home.
I am starting to worry for the safety of my dog. It’s not even about the furniture anymore. After living with a Shiva for two years I have given up the idea of ever having nice things. That’s just a write-off. Regardless, it would be nice if my dog stayed intact. The rough, rambunctious way my practically husband plays with her is a lot of fun to watch. Unfortunately, Shiva is not so much careful of where she flings her limbs. I know she is going to break something one day. It’s just a matter of time.
So house-hunting we will go and saving and financial planning we will do. That’s the easy part. The hard part is finding a new landlord that isn’t afraid of a maniac canine with destructive tendencies.
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