[ SECRET POST #4587 ]

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⌈ Secret Post #4587 ⌋

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Comments

Re: Whatcha doing today, FS?

[(Anonymous)]

Reinforcing fence posts in the chicken coop in prep for the zoning inspector visit in a couple days. Still kind of stewing over my aunt saying I just have to be nice to the guy and things’ll work out and anyway it’s my fault for having hens. The hens are legal, even if I fucked up where their fence should be relative to the property line and end up having to move it.

All the not to code and disintegrating bits of the house aren’t fixable by moving a shed and some fence posts, and if they insist on reevaluating my property taxes based on a bunch of shit my dead addict parents did to the house, or that I tear down the additions, I might have to sell.

Pretty much the only thing that kept me alive when my parents were getting arrested for diving through a stranger’s window with an illegal automatic rifle and vomiting blood and shitting on the floor and all the other Jerry Springer horror movie shit was that I could hold onto the house and have a nice boring life where nothing ever happened.

If I have to sell it because I can’t spring to bring it up to code, or for a 5x increase in my property tax bill (which’d also be all but $5,000 of my yearly wages) I’ll lose my last material connection to my childhood before the parental horror show. I won’t be able to afford another place within two hours of my job. My credit’s shit from mom’s medical bills and stuff I let slide while she was dying. I’ll have to leave my garden knowing it’ll get bulldozed for identicondos and my hens would be put down. Maybe I could keep my cat?

I feel sick. I’m gonna scrub the chicken coop dirt off myself and do something else for awhile.

Re: Whatcha doing today, FS?

[(Anonymous)]

I'm really sorry, anon. You've been through a hellish time and I sincerely hope this inspection thing turns out to be nothing. If I could, I would give you the money to fix up your house, pay off your bills and be free of all that. Unfortunately, all I can give are my best wishes.

Re: Whatcha doing today, FS?

[(Anonymous)]

AYRT—Thank you! Your good wishes may have been more help than you think, since I just got offered a full time job! I can afford to fix my house, holy shit!