I rented an Airbnb for a trip back home.
It looked okay in the pictures and while it was, on the surface, serviceable, it was unbelievably dreary in person.
I was exhausted by the trip and slept for 11 hours the first night. I woke up and was immediately discouraged. The trip had been planned for many reasons but one of them was to rest and recharge. I knew I could not do that in this place. All I wanted was out but the payment was nonrefundable.
As I lay in bed the next night, I asked the Universe to please get me out of here with my hands clean and my finances intact. As usual, my habit is to imagine a basket in the air next to me and then I reach up and drop in my request.
At about 4 in the morning, I arose to use the bathroom. What did the light suddenly reveal? Creepy crawlies. Use your imagination.
I was packed and gone in 10 minutes. I left the landlord and the Airbnb a message.
Within 20 minutes, I had a refund and I found a new place. The new place is perfect. Even though the street is busy, there always seems to be a parking space in front.
Trust the Universe!
