Ugh

Slept grumpily.  Ignored food until close to 6pm.  We to an open house.  It was a nice place.  Too expensive, I've concluded.  Tried calling Brother but no answer.  No email.

I don't think there was a BBQ at grandmaneighbor's yesterday.  I spent hours working on the worksheet of payouts I've made for the estate. Make my head spin.  I refuse to believe it--crazy expensive?  

What else? Oh, a statement came that contradicts the balance given to me Friday on that account which seemed to have been significantly lower than expected.  I have to call Monday and double-check.

Part of me is leaning towards renting or storing my things and bumming around awhile trying to figure out WTF do to with myself. Ugh.  Maybe I will just try being homeless or a nomad or duckie's poolboy (Duckie: get a pool!).

That house is about a third smaller than this one. Two bedrooms, two bath. There's quite a lot to like about it except the price.  Brother would actually work out better with this house because it's bigger and the property tax rate would be very low (perhaps a 1/6th) while I'd be paying perhaps as much as $4500 (or more) per year.  That tells me it is not a good deal for me. I did, however, get a sense of what I'd like to see in a house for myself and kitty.

I have a slight headache. It's about 10pm. I'm listening to iTunes.