The Place Didn't Sell in Plan B

The place I just left didn’t sell. FHA wouldn’t do the loan because of what he wanted. I “knew” it wasn’t going to happen. I just had that feeling. Yes. Packing and moving and all it entailed and finding this lil gem in the end is worth it. Because thru this whole thing Dan n Nancy changed. How? I don’t know. They just did. So the poor soul that is left behind because she couldn’t find a place can stay there. She asked how much the apt. that I use to live in was going for....she jumped the rent an extra $150. Being greedy is not a good thing. I left the place a mess. Didn’t do a thing. Tumble weeds an all.... Everything happens for a reason. Everything.
Today I didn’t do a whole lot as far the apt. goes but I did get my table they brought it to me and fixed my bed. Thru this whole mess it turned out ok. I am actually adjusting better here than I did at the other place. Mayby because the nrg is different here. Lighter n brighter. White walls, white tile and at night it’s dark now in the bedroom. At the other place my window faced the alley and the sensor light kept going on and off all the time. This place mayby smaller but it’s not chopped up. From the bedroom to the front door is a straight shot with the kitchen and living together so it’s more open.
Going to grab a bite to eat then off to bed. Work tomorrow. Eventually will get this stuff done. Just needed some down time with all the stuff going on. Peace In and Out