Moving!

I feel sorry for any child that is raised in an apartment.
Parents don't always have better choices available to them, however. I made pretty good money while I was raising my son, in California, but a single-family home was out of my reach, at least within driving distance of my work. While he was with me, I rented a duplex for a few years, but Long Beach wasn't a good place for a teenager, so I moved to a townhouse apartment in Anaheim, and that was much better. While there were other townhouses on each side of us, the townhouse had an upstairs and a downstairs, so there was no one above or below us, and we had two good-sized bedrooms, a large living room, a dining area connected to the kitchen, and a patio. Apparently, the walls were in pretty good shape because I don't recall ever hearing anything from my neighbors, nor did they complain about my son's music. Plus, there was a pool that was rarely in use by anyone but us. Still, many people couldn't afford that.
 
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Parents don't always have better choices available to them, however. I made pretty good money while I was raising my son, in California, but a single-family home was out of my reach, at least within driving distance of my work. While he was with me, I rented a duplex for a few years, but Long Beach wasn't a good place for a teenager, so I moved to a townhouse apartment in Anaheim, and that was much better. While there were other townhouses on each side of us, the townhouse had an upstairs and a downstairs, so there was no one above or below us, and we had two good-sized bedrooms, a large living room, a dining area connected to the kitchen, and a patio. Apparently, the walls were in pretty good shape because I don't recall ever hearing anything from my neighbors, nor did they complain about my son's music. Plus, there was a pool that was rarely in use by anyone but us. Still, many people couldn't afford that.
I guess we grew up in a different era. I was never inside except to eat and to sleep. When we moved to Virginia from Indiana we did not have air conditioning the first year or two, so staying inside during the summer was not a pleasant thing. On hot humid nights I would sleep on the roof. Even if we stayed near the house during the day and didn't go to a playground, we had a yard to play in. But there was no cable TV, internet, video games, etc. I also feel bad for kids who grow up in cities, and that's been a long-time thing.
 
I guess we grew up in a different era
My son grew up in the 1970s and 1980s, not the 1950s and 1960s, as I did, and he grew up in Southern California rather than the rural UP of Michigan. Different time, different place, but still, it's not like he spent his life indoors. There was a pool and he had a year-round bus pass that could get him to Huntington Beach or pretty much anywhere he wanted to go in the urban Orange County area.
 
I guess we grew up in a different era. I was never inside except to eat and to sleep. When we moved to Virginia from Indiana we did not have air conditioning the first year or two, so staying inside during the summer was not a pleasant thing. On hot humid nights I would sleep on the roof. Even if we stayed near the house during the day and didn't go to a playground, we had a yard to play in. But there was no cable TV, internet, video games, etc. I also feel bad for kids who grow up in cities, and that's been a long-time thing.
Definitely different eras. Depending on where one lives now parents can be arrested for child neglect it they leave their kids to play outside by themselves.
 
We probably shouldn't take over Cody's "Moving" thread with this stuff, though, so if there's more to be said, we can move that to a Reminiscences thread.
Sure glad I decided to not post my growing up in Colorado on a remote ranch story, even though with the key word Colorado, it might have been more on topic, than some of the stories. I guess I could have added about my first cowboy hat and boots. 🤠 👢🏇

I was a bit concerned when the captain of the ship, created mutiny against his own ship. Glad it was stopped before anyone had to walk the plank. 🏴‍☠️

The crows are cawing like a storm is coming this morning and the owls are hooting in desperation as mating season is coming to a close. The neighborhood rooster is on a loop and can be heard for a mile in the still morning air. The next door dog, the little cat :poop: eater, has been barking since 1 AM. Young Friday night party people are speeding by with poorly muffled cars, doing 70 in 30 zone because they are late for work at the food processing plant. Seed pods from a giant tree are banging on my metal patio cover, but nope, I am neither closing my windows or moving. The cool morning air is just to nice.

I could video all this unjust commotion and take it to the management, but last time I did that, the old lady, the sole manager and owner, repair person, and toilet scrubber, was sashaying around in legging and a half unzipped crop top and it was disgusting. No makeup and hair gone wild and her attitude was horrible. I deleted the videos and my written formal complaint and avoided mirrors for the rest of the day. :sneaky:
 
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No matter where one moves, there will be discontent with something. The trick is to deal with what one can understand and to learn to ignore what one can't. Of course sometimes one must resort to calling police but a lot of karens do that when inappropriate.
One of my renters called in a huff with the complaint that a skunk had been hit on the road and that I had to DO something about it.
uhmmmmmmm.... no
 
Well, "so far, so good"! The weekend noise, from the little girl above us, wasn't nearly as bad as the weekend before. Either that or we are becoming more tolerant of her noise. We think it's both.

Pretty funny, but this last Friday, I tried hooking up my printer to our desktop, but the WiFi password just wouldn't take. So, I hooked up my wife's printer, for her laptop, which isn't run off of WiFi, and it works. Also, tried hooking up our Roku device to the WiFi (Internet) and again, the password on the bottom of the Internet modem wouldn't work. Our Roku device, that connects to the back of the tv, we thought might be too old or malfunctioning. So, we went to Best Buy and bought another Roku device (4K) for $49.00.

Well, after looking thru some passwords we have, I found out that we have a password for our WiFi that I made, and it's not the password on the bottom of the modem. It's the password that I made for our Network name. So, this morning (Monday June 8th), I will try hooking up my printer and the Roku device to the WiFi using the password I made for the modem.

We are still unpacking some things and getting curtains ready to be put up. Went over to our boat/trailer on Saturday and put on the new Colorado registration sticker on the hull and new registration license plate tag on the trailer. Audie Murphy movies were on most of the day yesterday (Sunday) and we really, really like him. Went to Cracker Barrel for breakfast yesterday AM, but their wooden chairs are pretty rough on our butts. And, they don't offer any seat cushions, like iHop does.

IOW, bottom line here is: If the manager here thinks we would like to talk to her about this 30-Day Lease Release and move, that definitely isn't going to happen!
 
I like Murphy, too. I noticed that run of his flicks on GRIT yesterday. GRIT (and OUTLAW) often focus on a specific actor and play a bunch of his/her movies for a period of time. Murphy had a tragic life after his much-celebrated service in WW2. He never got over his PTSD, and died an early death in 1971 (age 45) in a plane crash near Roanoke VA, not real far from where I live.
 
I like Murphy, too. I noticed that run of his flicks on GRIT yesterday. GRIT (and OUTLAW) often focus on a specific actor and play a bunch of his/her movies for a period of time. Murphy had a tragic life after his much-celebrated service in WW2. He never got over his PTSD, and died an early death in 1971 (age 45) in a plane crash near Roanoke VA, not real far from where I live.
We have a few of his movies, including: To Hell and Back and Gunsmoke
 
Some people will never be happy no matter where they live....
Well, Mary, we sure are happier back here in northern Colorado than in Henderson/Las Vegas Valley. We have found out that folks here are much, much more friendlier than in Henderson. The Maintenance Supervisor at the apartment complex we use to live in here, as well as the auto mechanic/shop owner that we used for our old 2005 Dodge Durango, were sure glad to see that we had returned to Loveland. There was an older couple at Golden Corral, where we went for breakfast last Saturday AM, that we knew, was glad to see us back. The husband even stated that him and his wife pretty much knew that we'd return to Loveland. It was great seeing all of these people again.
 
I didn't! What has the world come too when someone stabs horses at barrel racing. That makes me sick! I don't keep up with Rocker as I still think he needs a good spanking. Maybe the surgery will humble him some and he won't take away from the respect for old time ranch values at rodeo. My grandmas horse quirt on his posterior, would work wonders. :sneaky:
A Judge in Las Vegas is holding the young lady with no bail.
 
This is what I was thinking. Why not look for an "Over 55, No children" apartment to begin with.
We were told last night, by a Senior couple, that there are Waiting Lists for 55 Plus apartments here. Besides that, one complex we stopped by when we lived here before, there was a sign on the front door "NO FIREARMS ALLOWED". However, don't know if that meant "concealed" or keeping them in your apartment. One thing we definitely don't want to do is get rid of our two rifles and four handguns. For us, they are entertainment when we go to the Range. We were also told that 55 Plus apartments aren't as quiet as most folks think they are.
 
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