Last year, we moved out of the house we were living in in the middle of the pandemic. I thought we were crazy but we really had no choice. Thankfully, we survived it and I thought that we would be staying in that house till we move on to better things.
I thought wrong.
Apparently, a year later, we would need to move out again because the house we moved into was not well maintained. The ceiling opened up during heavy rainfall and flooded the inside of our home. It was GHASTLY, TRAUMATIC, and just plain BAD.
The worst part? The owner was not even apologetic. Talk about rude. In all the times I told him how horrible the flooding inside the house was, the 6 hours clean up, the roaches, the mud, and what not, he never said sorry about what happened.
It was really appalling.
So, we started the quest of finding a new home but this time, we were racing against the next typhoon and this was hard because it's typhoon season right now in the Philippines. We saw 2 houses both of which were ghastly and overpriced. Thankfully, third time's the charm and we found a new place not far from where we live right now.
It's 3 floors, smaller, cheaper, but most important, far more pleasant and welcoming than the last one. I did have to let go of a lot of my stuff but these were things that I didn't actually need anymore so it's a good thing. I gave it away to people who needed it so it was a good thing.