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This blog is where I express myself to the world or at least to those who might stop by to read what I post 
. Maybe God will use what I post (I am a Christian and this blog will have a most decidedly Christian bent to it) to good effect in the lives of my readers.
I may turn some of my posts into a book. I may cease blogging here altogether. Who knows. But for now..I am content to post away in this, my own little corner of the world.
Rather than reading through my now lengthy list of posts you may wish to read what I consider to be my very best posts or you can just read the posts that deal with a single subject category that might interest you.
Please know that I am open to any input on any topic I write about. If you have something to say about anything you see written here please....feel free to speak up in the form of leaving a comment or sending me a PM (private message).
And if you are in San Diego and wish to meet the one and only Carlos (that's me)...drop me a private message. I always enjoy meeting one of my readers!
Thanks.
Carlos
PS. If you want to follow my blog such that you will get an email when I write new posts you can subscribe to my blog.
. Maybe God will use what I post (I am a Christian and this blog will have a most decidedly Christian bent to it) to good effect in the lives of my readers. I may turn some of my posts into a book. I may cease blogging here altogether. Who knows. But for now..I am content to post away in this, my own little corner of the world.
Rather than reading through my now lengthy list of posts you may wish to read what I consider to be my very best posts or you can just read the posts that deal with a single subject category that might interest you.
Please know that I am open to any input on any topic I write about. If you have something to say about anything you see written here please....feel free to speak up in the form of leaving a comment or sending me a PM (private message).
And if you are in San Diego and wish to meet the one and only Carlos (that's me
)...drop me a private message. I always enjoy meeting one of my readers!Thanks.
Carlos
PS. If you want to follow my blog such that you will get an email when I write new posts you can subscribe to my blog.
The Possum in the night and the quirky internet trial!
Posted 09-04-2009 at 10:52 AM by carlos123
One might well wonder what a Possum and a quirky internet connection might have to do with each other but...it does make for an interesting headline don't you think LOL.
Actually there was a possum in the night and I did experience a quirky internet connection problem that was a real trial but more on that in a minute.
For now...I just wanted to let you, who may be following my continuing adventures in San Diego, that I am now moved into a home! Praise God!!
I have my very own large bedroom (even has a great big ceiling fan in it), my very own huge bathroom (with two sinks even), unlimited internet, in a very nice and shall I even say expensive area sorrounding San Diego?
I said the expensive part not because it matters at all to me but to better put into context God's provision for me.
I won't say what area it is as it is a rather small community and I do not wish to make public where I am lest any of what I say here ever come back to cause me trouble. I do want to continue to speak with relative freedom of expression and that requires a bit of anonymity.
Not that I am breaking confidences or am otherwise saying things I shouldn't here. Not at all. Rather people have a tendency to be very judgmental based on stereotypes such as the belief that poor folks are bums. If someone read my blog and was thinking of hiring me or otherwise I doubt they would. Not because I would not be an invaluable addition to their employees or not trustworthy but rather because what I write might feed their stereotypical judgments of me and cause me to lose out.
Anyway back to how I ended up here...
There is so much that I could write about what happened but let me if I may just condense it all down to the essentials.
I had to be out of my trailer by Wednesday at noon. My new landlord after all but saying that I could move in and that things would work out (after meeting him in person on Monday) started to back off a bit and started going down the path of wanting a security deposit, a credit check, an application and the usual stuff. Now all this is understandable but I had already make it previously clear to him that this was a work for rent exchange and that no money was involved.
I later found out that the reason he started to back out is that although, I had previously thought he had bad experiences with tenants before, the truth is that he had never had any tenants at all! And he was understandably very leery of having someone come into his home and live in it as a relatively unknown tenant.
Anyway I called him some time Tuesday about the security deposit and otherwise to re-iterate again that this was a work for rent exchange...no money up front.
He came back to being okay with that and because he had felt comfortable about me on meeting him and had apparently gotten an excellent reference from one of my two references (he had not yet been able to get a hold of the other one yet) he insisted only on a credit check and an application as well as a signed agreement.
After speaking with him on the phone I tried to get a credit check done on myself but every credit beareau I tried could not identify me (not a bad thing actually). I had not lived on credit or had otherwise bought anything on credit in years and in the States not for close to 20 years.
So I couldn't get him the credit report he had wanted.
Bear in mind that this was Tuesday and I had to move out on Wednesday by noon.
As I walked to the dollar store to get a couple of loaves of bread that night I struggled a bit with the thought that I might end up either sleeping in a car indefinitely or homeless but I entrusted myself to God and rested in the knowledge that no matter what happened....in a worst case scenario I just had to survive one day at a time until I died which wasn't such a bad thing after all. I mean to just survive till I die.
This life will all but be forgotten one second into eternity and while I may have suffered for a bit it would been an insignificant time frame compared to eternity.
Not to mention that I still had hope in God that things would work out somehow.
It had not been easy walking to the store as my back was doing real bad for some reason.
On getting back home I found out that my new landlord had emailed me to say that not having a credit check was not a big deal to him (after he had thought about it some and in view of no money exchanging hands or being owed to him) and that I could just fill out an application and sign a written agreement reflecting our arrangement.
And that I could move in on Thursday morning!
My one friend picked me up on Wednesday at 2:00 pm, packed my stuff into his car, and let me sleep in it Wednesday night.
Thursday morning I moved in to my new place!
The hardest part of all this was sleeping in the car on Wednesday night. God help those poor unfortunate souls in San Diego who find themselves having to sleep in their cars. Mind you I slept in a truck in Canada for close to 4 years but that truck was a Suburban truck and not some rinky dink car. Not to mention that I tore out the back seats in my truck and put a bunk bed in.
Sleeping in a car is quite different.
I sweat to death! Even with all four windows wide open. Sweat and more sweat.
I couldn't drink too much to quency my thirst as that meant I had to go wee wee and I had no way to get wee wee! At least in the car.
No bathrooms around. No way to even get to one.
My friend had graciously asked if I could sleep in his room (he rents a room) for the night but of course...they had said no.
And my back was all but hurting to the point of keeping me awake.
And I started "sleeping" in the car around 9:00 pm and could not get together with my friend until 9:00 am to get a ride to my new place.
TWELVE hours of sitting in a hot car, sweating to death, with no place to go wee wee!
But praise be to God I did not grumble or get upset. I just took it one hour at a time.
Pretty amazing what we can endure if we have a hope of better things to come. A significant lesson to keep in mind when thinking of the trials in this life when contrasted with eternal life. My hope for better things was not eternal Wednesday night but rested in the knowledge that I would be moving in to a home the next morning.
Anyway I slept on and off in fits for short periods of time.
Around 3:00 in the morning I just HAD to go wee wee. What was I going to do??
I mean I just HAD to go!
So I got out of the car...walked back and forth up and down the sidewalk to loosen my back some from it's stiffness and then quickly dashed into a bush on the other side of an SUV which kinda hid me from sight and went wee wee. Ahh...the glorious relief!!
My friend has chosen the perfect spot for the car to be parked at. There was a very tall and long, almost impenetrable hedge row bush on the one side of the sidewalk and me and the car on the other in a long line of cars. Parked near a corner side of an apartment complex.
I got back into the car and slept some (now that I didn't have to go wee wee anymore) and then woke up the next morning to go and get with my friend.
Anyway that's about it for now.
Oh...I almost forgot about the Possum. Monsieur Possum woke me up sometime in the night scrounging around in the bushes next to the car.
And I spent all day yesterday trying to get the internet connection going here which turned out to be a bad ethernet connection clip...after I tried all kind of things to get the connection to work otherwise.
So there you have it! The Possum in the night and the quirky internet trial.
Carlos
Actually there was a possum in the night and I did experience a quirky internet connection problem that was a real trial but more on that in a minute.
For now...I just wanted to let you, who may be following my continuing adventures in San Diego, that I am now moved into a home! Praise God!!
I have my very own large bedroom (even has a great big ceiling fan in it), my very own huge bathroom (with two sinks even), unlimited internet, in a very nice and shall I even say expensive area sorrounding San Diego?
I said the expensive part not because it matters at all to me but to better put into context God's provision for me.
I won't say what area it is as it is a rather small community and I do not wish to make public where I am lest any of what I say here ever come back to cause me trouble. I do want to continue to speak with relative freedom of expression and that requires a bit of anonymity.
Not that I am breaking confidences or am otherwise saying things I shouldn't here. Not at all. Rather people have a tendency to be very judgmental based on stereotypes such as the belief that poor folks are bums. If someone read my blog and was thinking of hiring me or otherwise I doubt they would. Not because I would not be an invaluable addition to their employees or not trustworthy but rather because what I write might feed their stereotypical judgments of me and cause me to lose out.
Anyway back to how I ended up here...
There is so much that I could write about what happened but let me if I may just condense it all down to the essentials.
I had to be out of my trailer by Wednesday at noon. My new landlord after all but saying that I could move in and that things would work out (after meeting him in person on Monday) started to back off a bit and started going down the path of wanting a security deposit, a credit check, an application and the usual stuff. Now all this is understandable but I had already make it previously clear to him that this was a work for rent exchange and that no money was involved.
I later found out that the reason he started to back out is that although, I had previously thought he had bad experiences with tenants before, the truth is that he had never had any tenants at all! And he was understandably very leery of having someone come into his home and live in it as a relatively unknown tenant.
Anyway I called him some time Tuesday about the security deposit and otherwise to re-iterate again that this was a work for rent exchange...no money up front.
He came back to being okay with that and because he had felt comfortable about me on meeting him and had apparently gotten an excellent reference from one of my two references (he had not yet been able to get a hold of the other one yet) he insisted only on a credit check and an application as well as a signed agreement.
After speaking with him on the phone I tried to get a credit check done on myself but every credit beareau I tried could not identify me (not a bad thing actually). I had not lived on credit or had otherwise bought anything on credit in years and in the States not for close to 20 years.
So I couldn't get him the credit report he had wanted.
Bear in mind that this was Tuesday and I had to move out on Wednesday by noon.
As I walked to the dollar store to get a couple of loaves of bread that night I struggled a bit with the thought that I might end up either sleeping in a car indefinitely or homeless but I entrusted myself to God and rested in the knowledge that no matter what happened....in a worst case scenario I just had to survive one day at a time until I died which wasn't such a bad thing after all. I mean to just survive till I die.
This life will all but be forgotten one second into eternity and while I may have suffered for a bit it would been an insignificant time frame compared to eternity.
Not to mention that I still had hope in God that things would work out somehow.
It had not been easy walking to the store as my back was doing real bad for some reason.
On getting back home I found out that my new landlord had emailed me to say that not having a credit check was not a big deal to him (after he had thought about it some and in view of no money exchanging hands or being owed to him) and that I could just fill out an application and sign a written agreement reflecting our arrangement.
And that I could move in on Thursday morning!
My one friend picked me up on Wednesday at 2:00 pm, packed my stuff into his car, and let me sleep in it Wednesday night.
Thursday morning I moved in to my new place!
The hardest part of all this was sleeping in the car on Wednesday night. God help those poor unfortunate souls in San Diego who find themselves having to sleep in their cars. Mind you I slept in a truck in Canada for close to 4 years but that truck was a Suburban truck and not some rinky dink car. Not to mention that I tore out the back seats in my truck and put a bunk bed in.
Sleeping in a car is quite different.
I sweat to death! Even with all four windows wide open. Sweat and more sweat.
I couldn't drink too much to quency my thirst as that meant I had to go wee wee and I had no way to get wee wee! At least in the car.
No bathrooms around. No way to even get to one.
My friend had graciously asked if I could sleep in his room (he rents a room) for the night but of course...they had said no.
And my back was all but hurting to the point of keeping me awake.
And I started "sleeping" in the car around 9:00 pm and could not get together with my friend until 9:00 am to get a ride to my new place.
TWELVE hours of sitting in a hot car, sweating to death, with no place to go wee wee!
But praise be to God I did not grumble or get upset. I just took it one hour at a time.
Pretty amazing what we can endure if we have a hope of better things to come. A significant lesson to keep in mind when thinking of the trials in this life when contrasted with eternal life. My hope for better things was not eternal Wednesday night but rested in the knowledge that I would be moving in to a home the next morning.
Anyway I slept on and off in fits for short periods of time.
Around 3:00 in the morning I just HAD to go wee wee. What was I going to do??
I mean I just HAD to go!
So I got out of the car...walked back and forth up and down the sidewalk to loosen my back some from it's stiffness and then quickly dashed into a bush on the other side of an SUV which kinda hid me from sight and went wee wee. Ahh...the glorious relief!!
My friend has chosen the perfect spot for the car to be parked at. There was a very tall and long, almost impenetrable hedge row bush on the one side of the sidewalk and me and the car on the other in a long line of cars. Parked near a corner side of an apartment complex.
I got back into the car and slept some (now that I didn't have to go wee wee anymore
) and then woke up the next morning to go and get with my friend. Anyway that's about it for now.
Oh...I almost forgot about the Possum. Monsieur Possum woke me up sometime in the night scrounging around in the bushes next to the car
. And I spent all day yesterday trying to get the internet connection going here which turned out to be a bad ethernet connection clip...after I tried all kind of things to get the connection to work otherwise.
So there you have it! The Possum in the night and the quirky internet trial.
Carlos
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