Back from DC

After I got back from DC I thought long and hard about what wanted to do with my business, the lifestyle I wanted and how I wanted to further care for my mom. I came to the conclusion that in order for me to only work for myself and have a calmer life with less stress and danger, that it was time to move on from LA. I considered the options, pros and cons, did some research and came up with Las Vegas. Now I knew that I couldn’t stay in the house I was in because its a money pit. I started looking online and many of the houses in Las Vegas were just what I was looking for except they weren’t in a good area. So I found out what the best areas were and started looking there. I saw a house that I thought was great but it was 2 stories. My mom has a hard time with stairs but there was a downstairs bedroom for her so she agreed to take a look at it. It even had a pool. I called the realtor and she said that they already had an offer on it but she wasn’t sure if the sellers would take it. We flew out the next day to look at several, in case that the first house was gone already. We checked out some resort-type communities but I think golf is for pussies so that wouldn’t work for me. If I had one fukkin golf ball break a window in my home, I’d go ballistic. We looked at 4 houses total and the last house we walked into was a winner. As soon as we saw it in fact. The kitchen was awesome, big island viking stove with 3 burners, bar, even has a fireplace off the kitchen in the living room. There is a huge room where I plan to put a pool table. There’s room for my office and even a big-ass closet which I really need for all my girly shot and shoot clothes. My mom loved it too. There is a pool and hot tub in the back and the yard is very low maintenance. Its damn near perfect. So I put an offer on it and celebrated at the Venetian with . . . Read the rest of this blog entry here!