Friday! What a concept! Yesterday I endured an inspection from the Housing Authority of Portland (HAP). That's the organization which approves rental-assistance vouchers, for which I qualified after spending three years on the waiting list. (The actual money comes from the U.S. Department of Housing and Urban Development; and they get it from people like me who worked for years prior to incurring a disability.)
Anyway, I was one of the few people picked at random by HAP for this special inspection of my premises. Federal law requires they select 1% of their case load for this type of inspection. Mind, I've never won a thing in my life; but somehow I got "lucky" with HAP!
Sensing a hidden agenda, as I'd previously lodged a complaint with HAP, I sweated bullets over this inspection; so I scoured the place from top to bottom. I'd done so much "psyching up" that when the inspector arrived I think the books even stood to attention. Anyway, we had a pleasant chat; he wrote things on his clipboard; he seemed pleased and went away.
Today is a wonderful day! So, let's play "guess the celebrity" (see photograph below). Hint: She was a household word back in the 1960s.
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Anyway, I was one of the few people picked at random by HAP for this special inspection of my premises. Federal law requires they select 1% of their case load for this type of inspection. Mind, I've never won a thing in my life; but somehow I got "lucky" with HAP!
Sensing a hidden agenda, as I'd previously lodged a complaint with HAP, I sweated bullets over this inspection; so I scoured the place from top to bottom. I'd done so much "psyching up" that when the inspector arrived I think the books even stood to attention. Anyway, we had a pleasant chat; he wrote things on his clipboard; he seemed pleased and went away.
Today is a wonderful day! So, let's play "guess the celebrity" (see photograph below). Hint: She was a household word back in the 1960s.
=^..^=