So Clancy and I are looking for places to live in Queenland. Stonebridge, where the job is, has a limited number of units available to rent. And it’s expensive. I want to save her from a commute, though. So we’ve had to decide whether to get a larger and/or more affordable place out of town, or live in town in a smaller and/or more expensive place.
That was, until an ad popped up on a mobile home. I was immediately interested. Clancy, however, was skeptical. She had two concerns. First, the mobile home was in a trailer park and that created some concerns about the neighbors. Second, tornadoes.
Wouldn’t you know it, though, very shortly after having discussed this, we had an intruder. Heightening our sense of insecurity despite living two blocks from the sheriff’s office and in a generally better neighborhood than we lived in before.
And then, of course, another round of tornadoes hit Oklahoma.
So it’s pretty clear that our inebriated intruder and Mother Nature are conspiring against my designs on that mobile home.