One week ago we began moving from an Assisted Living home to a condo.

My spouse and a dear friend met with the real estate agent who showed them some condos. I used the on line real estate site, Redfin, to narrow down the options. I loved living in the Seattle neighborhood called Ballard. There was a unit available in the complex across the street from assisted living home that evicted  us Aug 7, 2014--we used to stare off to a fist we used to stare at that complex every day, and say, 'wouldn't it be nice to live in a place like that?'

The unit available seemed nice enough for us, but whenever I spoke to the selling agent, he seemed and what was he not telling me?  It came out that the carpet had a strong odor and cat.  The refrigerator door also had a dent. Hmmm

The next day the real estate agent called this a surprise, there had just come open an ADA unit.
He seemed very happy, but I doubted his knowledge of what that even meant.

I sent out my team at property assessor's, and they all assured me that this was in fact a nice unit.
They all told me that bathroom was bigger, his sinks were lower, and wasn't I lucky to have found this type of unit!

I bought it sight unseen. A sales representative sold me on a ceiling lift system and I was so happy to get out of the oppressive assisted living situation my spouse and I had found ourselves in.

Today we received a basket of plants from an assisted living home.  It is their way of saying, "We are still in control of you."

In my next post I will tell you what his condo turned out to be in reality.

Of course now I must be mindful that the old assisted living home will be reading these posts, hoping we fail and any chance of libel, they will attack.