This would be the usual time I would go down to North Carolina to visit with Mom and Bob in Goldsboro, but since last month, things have gone topsy-turvey with Mom's unexpected death at age 85.
This means a whole lot of work going through her papers and talking with people about this and that. I mean she kept records of all sorts dating back to 1998 when Dad died. And, I have to look at every single paper. It is slow going.
I also stand to inherit the condo at Topsail Beach. It is paid for, but there are association dues, electric (no gas at least) water, garbage, cable, land telephone and wi-fi to take care of and that is a job in itself. Since I live about 1200 miles away and long a go we decided not to have a second home somewhere, we can afford it, but don't want the hassle of owning two places. One is bad enough.
Of course, this means getting an appraisal, dealing with the condo association, fixing the lower level after the floods from several months ago, listing it and so forth.
Plus,we don't won't to be tied down to just one place we have to go every time.
I Am At the Condo Right Now. --RoadDog
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