Very frustrated… Sometimes forget why I’m spending time on this but I do know why…
When I first thought of moving to Saskatoon I was warned about the limited affordable wheelchair accessible housing for rent. My plan was to rent awhile, learn the city, find the right condo and then go from there. I decided just to buy because I’ve always hated the thought of renting. *Toilet flushing, money slurping down the drain* But I suppose renting has a few advantages though certainly not enough compared to ownership. The same can be said for leased vehicles, but that’s another posting for another day.
My friend has been searching for suitable accessible housing. In ways, he needs a wheelchair accessible home more than I do. So as he stays with his parents, feeling as irritated as can be with this crappy system and his parents mannerisms (we all have some), I just cannot understand the information I heard today.
Of 254 suites in the two Saskatoon Housing Authority towers by Market Mall, designed for the elderly and the disabled, there are only two wheelchair accessible suites! They want my friend to go downtown in one of their buildings with standard equipment, big tubs that he could never get in or out of, unusable toilets… I’m so frustrated for him I don’t know what to do. There are only a dozen or so wheelchair accessible suites in Saskatoon that are for low income people. That’s about one for every 21,000 citizens. For goodness sake, Moose Jaw had 18 suites! And there is nothing that can be done.
So that’s one thing. I had 9 views of my page last week & I know I went there about 5 times to look for comments… See topic sentence.
Finally, I don’t want to go to Swift Current this weekend. It’s going to be hot in that old Catholic church, I want to swim, maybe ski, Sunday but I don’t want my dad making a big production of it or hurting his or anyone else’s back… Just one of those “more hassle than it is worth” cases. I have my memories of waterskiing. They would probably serve me better than my drowning or getting hurt. I do want to see Angie tube, but for the most part, I’m not excited. It has been a busy week for Angie. That is super, but her body is sore & there is little I can do to help. My guts are their usual crampy selves and I can’t do anything about it. And I just don’t feel like being seen. No thunderstorms to watch, way too much commotion going on, I think I’m looking forward to January and that calmness of it… that & ice feeshin’. Maybe I'll go gopher hunting or target shooting when I get back. Fire off some anger and testosterone. Still gotta make that gun powder scented air freshener and make my millions. Love that smell.
When I first thought of moving to Saskatoon I was warned about the limited affordable wheelchair accessible housing for rent. My plan was to rent awhile, learn the city, find the right condo and then go from there. I decided just to buy because I’ve always hated the thought of renting. *Toilet flushing, money slurping down the drain* But I suppose renting has a few advantages though certainly not enough compared to ownership. The same can be said for leased vehicles, but that’s another posting for another day.
My friend has been searching for suitable accessible housing. In ways, he needs a wheelchair accessible home more than I do. So as he stays with his parents, feeling as irritated as can be with this crappy system and his parents mannerisms (we all have some), I just cannot understand the information I heard today.
Of 254 suites in the two Saskatoon Housing Authority towers by Market Mall, designed for the elderly and the disabled, there are only two wheelchair accessible suites! They want my friend to go downtown in one of their buildings with standard equipment, big tubs that he could never get in or out of, unusable toilets… I’m so frustrated for him I don’t know what to do. There are only a dozen or so wheelchair accessible suites in Saskatoon that are for low income people. That’s about one for every 21,000 citizens. For goodness sake, Moose Jaw had 18 suites! And there is nothing that can be done.
So that’s one thing. I had 9 views of my page last week & I know I went there about 5 times to look for comments… See topic sentence.
Finally, I don’t want to go to Swift Current this weekend. It’s going to be hot in that old Catholic church, I want to swim, maybe ski, Sunday but I don’t want my dad making a big production of it or hurting his or anyone else’s back… Just one of those “more hassle than it is worth” cases. I have my memories of waterskiing. They would probably serve me better than my drowning or getting hurt. I do want to see Angie tube, but for the most part, I’m not excited. It has been a busy week for Angie. That is super, but her body is sore & there is little I can do to help. My guts are their usual crampy selves and I can’t do anything about it. And I just don’t feel like being seen. No thunderstorms to watch, way too much commotion going on, I think I’m looking forward to January and that calmness of it… that & ice feeshin’. Maybe I'll go gopher hunting or target shooting when I get back. Fire off some anger and testosterone. Still gotta make that gun powder scented air freshener and make my millions. Love that smell.