apt, house, or home

Good Lord life can be difficult. And yes, I realize that that are a lot of people who would love to have this problem. Some people don't speak with their parent, and some people can barely afford to have an apartment. So I do recognize that I am, and least in some way, living "the good life"... although anyone in my situation can easily point to others doing far better at "life". In short my situation is this... I have a job, my first "real" job in fact, that forced me to move from chicago to little rock. That was by far the most emotionally trying time of my life. It made going off to college look like child's play. Mainly this was because it was framed as a permanent move, and that meant that my whole identity had to change (since my identity was tied in ways I hadn't realized before to the place I grew up. On the flight back from Nashville where I had gotten the news, I instinctively ran my fingernails over my wrists simulating a "cutting" motion... I didn't realize until later that the feeling that caused that reaction is exactly what self-mutilation is born from. And although I've shared that with a few people, I'm still at a lost to explain the feeling in words. It's just such a high level of emotional distress, even pain, that the physical sensation of normal physical pain is a mild relief. It's familiar, physical pain... it's something you've felt before and you know from your past how to cope with the pain of a cut or abrasion or pulling your hair out. Somehow it seems that the physical pain blocks out some of the emotional pain... it distracts you enough to me a net benefit. Like I said, I've never succeeded in putting that feeling into words. Anyway, the company moved me down to little rock in order to try to net a big client... which fell through (Thank God, getting such a large client would have sunk us at that time) I maintained a hope that after that deal fell thorough they would allow me to move back home, but for three years, that didn't happen. For those three year I had deliberately avoided making connections that would be hard to sever if I got lucky and the company let me move back home. (that was a mistake, more on that later) Eventually I did get permission to move back home, or wherever I preferred. Sounds like great news, right? But this is where the complications set in. I've been in an apartment that has gradually increased rents until I'm paying 897.50 per month. It's in a nice area, and I have few major complaints. But I'm very ready to have a space that I can take control of and make my own. I want a garage, I want a workshop, I want a full size water heater, I want to put up shelves. All things that I can't do in an apartment. Also, I'm ready to not pay like a third of my salary in rent. But I also don't want to pay a mortgage either. Basically I'd like to live for free in a place I own, but pay no mortgage. Introducing duplexes. The perfect (on paper) solution for what I want, is to buy a duplex. I'd live in one unit, rent the other out, and ideally the income from the rent would offset the mortgage payment with enough left over to pay taxes, and fees, and keep up a maintenance fund. I'm convinced this is doable, but it may take awhile to find a property that does this job. The other problem is to decide where it should be located. In little rock, near my coworkers so that I have a place to stay when I'm in little rock. Or in chicago, near my family. Or in Chicago, in a town with better prospects for finding a mate (both the marriage sort, and the guy-friends sort) This is where I'm stuck at the moment. I think I need to make this decision before I can really do anything else. And, of course, life goes on in the meantime. So, that my shpeel for today. I want out of the apt, and into a house. And one day, I'd really like a home. Good luck out there, we could all use some. Peace

Honda accord 2007 battery tray demensions

I've stopped myself from reading all the old posts on here (granted there are only a handful) because I will very much enjoy doing that at a later date, and commenting on how my thinking has changed and how it has remained the same. I've been uploading on youtube lately... but I've been on the road and have had no good internet service, particularly now that I'm north for the holidays. So my latest video upload is going to have to wait (it's a 1.3gb file, and the internet simply won't stay up long enough to complete the upload). So, I thought to myself that I used to have a blog, and I could stash some notes there while I'm internet-limited. So, the note for today is that my honda accord 2007 lx can accept much larger batteries than it ships with. specifically, once the battery box is removed you have an area about 11 long by 7 1/2 inches wide and up to about 11 inches tall. the important measurement there (i.e. the one that is hard to get until the battery is off) is the width. Super short post, super mundane post, borderline silly post... but there is is. I'd say there will be more coming, but I'd rather do videos. If I have important thoughts (lol) before I'm restored to good internet service, I'll make use of this blog. Merry Christmas everybody :)