OK, so, last year when I was getting divorced and had to leave the family home, I checked out two apartment buildings in Portsmouth. One was a low income place, and I don't qualify, and the other was an old people place and I was too young. I'm sorry. You have to be 50 to live here. Well now, I'm 50, so I guess I qualify.
Today I was building at the Renn. Center for "Hello Dolly". I spent the day there, and when we were cleaning up, I took a cart we had used for lumber downstairs. The Renn. Center has old people apartments there. I took the cart downstairs and an older (70?) lady was waiting for the 'vator. As I got out she asked me if I was "moving in"? I told her no, and said "I assume you live here", as she had a personal shopping cart full of groceries. She said, "yes, I live in (apartment number)"
I guess I need to find out how much the apartments are. And I need to figure out if the lady with the personal shopping cart and the walker was hitting on me or just being friendly. I'm willing for my dating pool to extend down 20 years. I guess to be fair...
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