A correction and a few things about my Apartment Building versus a House

Dear Readers,

I’d like to do a couple things. First, a correction. Karim Abu Zaid is not actually Somali, but a large portion of his congregants are Somali Muslims, and the Somali population of Denver is the third largest in the country. Karim is actually Egyptian, so I goofed on one posting about religious orgs, and why they’re unsafe. I deeply apologize for any goof ups I’ve done regarding who’s what.

Now, to the meat and potatoes. Let’s talk about why my apartment building sucks:

  1. Notices on the door are in print, not Braille. And not emailed, which I could easily have copied into a txt msg to my PCP at the company I use for personal household stuff, and that email should be proof enough of what’s going on now. There is a special planned power outage for two hours. Ugh. I’m done with this cutting power and water crap, and the notices were not hung at a time when the PCP could read them.
  2. You’re pretty much at the mercy of the landlords saying that they don’t want to email or Braille notices for blind individuals because of fair Housing. Bullshit. That kind of behavior is unacceptable and is a violation of Section 504 of the Rehabilitation Act of 1970 to 1974 or something along those lines, and blind people need extra support in reading because print is not our primary medium. Got it?
  3. Bedbugs are a major reason why I got assistance and it’s ruined everything. I’ve also been targeted because of blindness in the housing project, and though the landlady is okay, doesn’t outwardly abuse any of her tenants, she seriously has to think about what violates the ADA and Section 504. See above.
  4. There’s not enough space for a studio and microphones will not be placed in an echoey room. Echoes can be heard from our living room, so I continuously argue with my man Trenton about the possibility of my new MIDI controller being in that room. It is not practical because I want to do vocals, period. And the keyboard will be too big for the bedroom, and we don’t have a row house with a basement, period. The row house would have more spaces, a large living room, and yes, more carpets and a possible few more mods we can make to the office space so I could place my microphones and such in there. Period.

Now, here’s what I would like in a neighborhood, especially if we decide to go the house route.

 

  1. Walking or bussing distance to all things, including grocery stores, convenience stores, or sundry stores. And there has to be a bus stop within a quarter of a mile so that Access A Ride eligibility is no issue.
  2. The house itself would not have interconnected or central power and electricity, and we could modify our lightbulbs and door the way we want to. If I had it my way, the door would be operated on August or other smart locking equipment so that only certain people like Trenton’s mom, a PCP, and other things would be allowed into the house. I mean other people, of course.
  3. The row house has to have a neighborhood school located about five miles or if within two miles, there has to be a safe and easy walking path because I’m not walking my child alone to school. If the school is over two miles away, the child or children will absolutely need to take the bus or city bus to school because I can’t drive them anywhere.
  4. The house has to be affordable under a government program and some of our bills will have to be paid by the government because we can’t get jobs, period. I’ve been told repeatedly by Rehab that this and that doesn’t work for me, and I am mad as Hell about it. But I have musical skills, and can learn softwares pretty fast if you ask me. I do plan to play with Garage Band at some point. My buddy Clayton, now known as Blind Guerrilla will probably end up teaching me how to turn my keyboard into a musical pad for recording instrumental crap.
  5. With that said, the job I might have to do won’t bring a steady income and that’s to be expected. I can’t expect a steady job with a steady pay rate at all because of Rehab and the problems this country has with blind women being rebel rousers, so there you go. I thought of monetizing this blog, but it is a bad choice because who is reading this blog anyway? I write here, and nobody reads. I am no echo, so people, read my damn blog.
  6. As for the row house, we would have more control over the heat, over the electricity, and not have to worry about the water being turned off unless God forbid we hired a plumber. Jimmy Carter started this Habitat for Humanity thing, but we’re not sure we can handle this stuff. HFH requires sweat equity, some sort of construction work, and other things that are absolutely not safe for … let’s say I was pregnant already. I want the house built before I get pregnant and can’t work, besides I’d lose the baby doing the construction work. Who hires pregnant women for such jobs? I have no idea, but driving a forklift is out of the question.
  7. IF we get a row house or town house or something, I hope it’s at least two or three bedrooms on the top and bottom, the bottom one being the master suite. This way, we can do what we must and keep the kid rooms separate, and with this ghastly building we’re in, we can’t have babies in here. Children are not allowed here, so if I got pregnant, guess what? Legal eviction. Ugh. So this is what I’d like to do. I’d like to talk to someone so Trenton and I don’t get separated and we need insurance so we don’t have to sleep at his mother’s condominium which is also in cramped quarters. The apartment building will likely have people not wanting us here after a baby arrives. Ugh.

Yes, the most important things in a house or shelter are more important for me as a blind woman who wants to keep the family together, and moreover, I want to be able to do something normal for a change and not have a guardian hover over my medical tests and charts. Period.

Anyway, I might have to see what the guardianship does at the end of October, and I don’t know what the ruling will be till January.

Beth

Author: denverqueen

My name is Beth. I'm blind from birth and enjoy the blogging atmosphere. I am a creative person, a musician, a writer, etc. This is me. Take it or leave it.

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