Now don't get me wrong - I do like my cell phone. In fact, we no longer have a house phone. We kept getting sales calls or wrong numbers on it even though we were on the do not call list.
But really, aren't we all a bit too attached to our cell phones. The other day, I got into the elvator at work and everyone on it was either texting someone on Facebook or looking something up on their cell phone. Guess what people, when you are in a public space and texting or on FB everyone can see what you're saying!
But I'm just as bad! I am trying really hard to stop!
Tuesday, March 17, 2015
A regret
I'd like to think I have no regrets but it's not true. I have one big regret that I never bought a house. I tried to talk Gene into it when we first got married - he had the ability to apply for a Cal Vet loan and in the early 70's they were easy to get and had really low rates. But he said no, I don't want to live in Los Angeles the rest of my life. Then we moved to San Diego I tried again but again he said no...same reason.
I grew up in a house and have such fond memories of it. It wasn't a big house or very fancy. Just a post war cookie cutter one that my parents bought in 1952 for about $13,000. I had my own room and we had a great backyard to play in. My folks hosted many a fun July 4th there - we lived on a hill and could see the fireworks from Santa Monica, Venice, etc. There were other great parties like my Sweet Sixteen and my folks' 25th anniversary. How I wish we would have bought it from them in 1978 when they sold it.
Yes, I know, being a home owner can be costly but it would be nice to have an extra room for when Kaylee comes for a sleepover or when Nicole and Joshua come. And maybe the Canadian Le Blancs' would visit us as well if we only had more space.
My drive to work takes me through some wonderful L.A. neighborhoods. There's a part where there are lots of single story homes that are not "track" homes they are all different shapes and sizes. Some have porches others beautiful gardens. I am jealous. I wonder if the people living in these homes realize how smart they were to buy them and hope that they aren't struggle to maintain them or pay their mortgage.
I'd used to think that someone it would happen but in reality we are now too old. Our someday has passed us by.
I grew up in a house and have such fond memories of it. It wasn't a big house or very fancy. Just a post war cookie cutter one that my parents bought in 1952 for about $13,000. I had my own room and we had a great backyard to play in. My folks hosted many a fun July 4th there - we lived on a hill and could see the fireworks from Santa Monica, Venice, etc. There were other great parties like my Sweet Sixteen and my folks' 25th anniversary. How I wish we would have bought it from them in 1978 when they sold it.
Yes, I know, being a home owner can be costly but it would be nice to have an extra room for when Kaylee comes for a sleepover or when Nicole and Joshua come. And maybe the Canadian Le Blancs' would visit us as well if we only had more space.
My drive to work takes me through some wonderful L.A. neighborhoods. There's a part where there are lots of single story homes that are not "track" homes they are all different shapes and sizes. Some have porches others beautiful gardens. I am jealous. I wonder if the people living in these homes realize how smart they were to buy them and hope that they aren't struggle to maintain them or pay their mortgage.
I'd used to think that someone it would happen but in reality we are now too old. Our someday has passed us by.
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