We walked through the rose garden on our way back to the house. The formal rose garden is in full bloom. That's good news, apparently to a lot of people, judging from the number of visitors. This, by the way, is my front yard. How strange to have a public front yard.
This is obviously the last time I'm going to post a photo of this house. I thought of it as mine, but it's gone.
I couldn't resist this shot of the house's back porch. The ink on the deed hasn't even dried yet and they've already trashed the place. Not clearly visible in this shot on the porch floor are the remains of an apparent beer blast. I tell myself that I wouldn't have treated this house that way.
That's not the only bad news. The organization I have worked for since college shut down on June 1. Not a good time to buy a house, you say. Actually, it was. I was going to pay cash for the house using a HELOC loan. That loan then would have been paid off upon the sale of my current house. Then at least I wouldn't have had a mortgage debt!
I am not job searching. Why? There are no openings anywhere in the country. Jobs are extremely scarce and competitive in this field. I choose not to give details of what field I'm in because it's a very public type of work and annonymity in blogging is wise because of that. It's been difficult for me to not write about it, though.