I have probably done 35 treatments since the beginning of April and I feel like I have 1,000 of them crawling on me after not treating for 4 days. New little bumps on my face and I can feel a lot of crawling and my face.
It’s like nothing will kill them. Is this what post scabies feels like or is it scabies?
I went on a trip over the weekend to my parents lake house thinking surely they would be gone. I the past couple days I woke up less itchy after sleeping in a different bed, like a lot of them left me. Came home and slept in the same bedding as before I left. I’m getting itchier and itchier.
I don’t see how I can possibly still be infected but it sure as hell feels like it. What kills the eggs? It seems like they just keep hatching and multiplying at a higher rate. I hate it here.

Have a home being constructed and asked for a 24 port switch. I said I’d purchase and send to home. They told me it would be $500 for “the electrician to hook it up”. I am handy enough and know the BASICS of home networking.
So… wondering if someone could explain to me like I was a 5 year old: What do I need and do I need a pro or can I handle it?
I have CAT6 cables running from all TVs and office locations to a central point in basement.
I intend to purchase 4 PoE Cameras that I have wired to be on outside of house all going back to the same central point in basement.
I know I need a switch, don’t know if I need managed or unmanaged?
Do I need to have a modem/router in the basement at the central point or could that be up in an office? Not sure how a switch works in terms of if cables can be ‘from/to’ the central point or just ‘from’ it? I have an Arris Surfboard Modem and 3 Eero mesh routers that I’ll be bringing from my current home.
Happy to answer any clarifying questions!

So I was running around goofing off and found myself near manning museum and noticed a yellow drop sound, so after finding no way inside I looked up what to do. Found Olivia Vance over under the castle settlement, but she is not interactable.
Wonder what the deal is. Because I still to this day have a side mission at the White House to use Faye Lau's second key which never went away. Must be par for the course I suppose.
Is there a thing I'm supposed to do before Olivia is able to be spoken to? Stove pipe and all his homies are dead. I ran all over the Castle and didn't find any NPC running projects of side missions. Like the other settlements had iirc.
What gives?

Plastic slides, not just metal ones.
My poor daughter got second degree burns on her ass yesterday. first hot weekend of the season, at our friends house for a bbq - they were all in bathing suits and playing in the sprinkler. My daughter (4.5) followed her friend to the structure in their yard and he goes down the plastic slide which had been sitting in the hot sun. He was Wearing longish shorts. She followed him without a second thought in her bathing suit and screamed the whole way down 😩
She will be ok, I know how to care for her and this. but I can't fucking believe how easy that was 😵‍💫 the weather just literally changed where I live so I'm still shifting into summer mode. Stay vigilant folks!! Have the slide talk now!

I accepted a lease on our apartment portal for $1160.95 (10.95 is insurance they profit from because it's tax refundable?) and for a 12 month term again.. It sent me an email documenting that I accepted this offer. It says it was pending resident signature but my lease wasn't generated until 7 days ago and I accepted May 1st. Lease generated 8 months and 100 dollars more than I agreed to on the rent portal. My city Ann Arbor, MI, has a right to renew policy and my management was fined this month by not giving my downstairs neighbor a notice to renew as well within 180 days of the end of his lease.. Their reason is, they've done away with 12 month lease's and only provide 8 months now. Even though I agreed to something else, they're kinda saying to me, "Too bad. Don't like it? Move." And I don't want to move because I can't afford anything else and would make me homeless if I have to pay more. They have 3 vacant units in my building and nobody wants to move in and haven't in over 3 years.. Do I seem to have a small case if they won't generate me the lease we mutually agreed to by them mutually agreeing as being owners of the portal and apartment. Does that make sense? I know everyone wants more money for their property. But I'm hurting... Bad... I feel very strongly about this and feel I'm in the right to what we agreed to that they changed last minute.

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Buenas noches!
I recently purchased a frontier airlines unlimited flight pass with the plan to try and hit a new city every weekend this summer solo. I have never traveled and I figured it was time to cross a bunch off my bucket list!
Obviously there is no way to experience the beauty of Puerto Rico in one weekend, but I’m planning a spur of the moment trip in a week or so where I will get there around 10am Saturday and will leave around 8:40PM Sunday. I know it sounds ridiculous…but they are essentially free plane tickets and I plan to come back with friends for an extended period later down the line.
With how short a time I have, can anyone suggest the best use of my time? I plan to stay mostly to the city since travel times will reduce the time I have to experience things. I’m eying up an airbnb one block from the beach close to “numero uno beach house” restaurant. Is this a good area to explore and are Ubers easily available in this part of the island?
I appreciate any and all help/guidance. gracias!

We’ve been living in a house “in town” for about 15 years. The catch is, we live in a very small town and there are NO amenities. We have to travel to even get to a grocery store. The town has slowly filled with people who have let their houses become an eye sore (two of my neighbors have left the siding off their house for years, so I’m stuck looking at house wrap. Campers parked in the yard, etc.).
We’ve put so much work into our home, but I’ve been dreaming of moving to the country and having privacy and no neighbors.
We’ve recently been given the opportunity to inherit a house on our family’s farm that has been vacant for several years. It will need a full renovation. At first I was really excited because it already had some features I wanted, like vaulted ceilings in the living room/kitchen. But once we got out there and looked, I realized that in the bedrooms and dining room the ceiling is only 7.5’. In the vaulted rooms it starts at 7.5 and gets to 9.5 at the tallest point. Our current house is 8’ and I’ve always wanted to vault it.
I’m starting to get cold feet about selling our current house and doing this reno…and a big part of it is because of the ceiling height. In the bathroom it is even lower for some reason (looks to be about 6.5-7’ and it think it’s another layer of ceiling put under the original one, so hopefully that could be changed.)
Before we make our final decision, I will probably have an engineer come out and confirm what is/isn’t possible to change. But is there usually any way to raise a ceiling?
Would you move to a house with ceilings that low if the main living area were vaulted?

I’ve been a vegetarian for nearly 20 years. I started when I was a tween. I have no idea how to cook meat.
My elderly cat has IBD/lymphoma. I’d say she’s basically in hospice. She’s never been a big fan of wet food. However, recently my brother brought some chicken wings to my house. My cat did something I’ve never seen; she got on the kitchen table, got a wing out from the container, threw it on the floor, and absolutely demolished it. (I saw her on the table but did not think she’d ever be able to get to the wings, I found the evidence in the morning. No bones were consumed.)
I’ve decided to start boiling chicken breasts for her. I’ve read to boil it for 12-15 minutes, but it honestly feels too long for the small amount of small pieces I’m cooking. The first time I tried 14 minutes and it was rubbery. I tried 10 minutes for about 12 oz of chicken breast strips and it seems pretty okay.
I’m actually a pretty good cook otherwise! I am very much a visual cook. I’d appreciate any tips you have to determine when it’s cooked through but not overdone. I know it shouldn’t be pink inside, but what can I do to assess while it’s still in the pot? For example, when pasta is cooked it is bendy, but when it’s overdone it is limp. Or a potato is cooked through when a fork goes through easily.
Also, any storage/reheat advice would be great! My mom told me to add some of the pot water to the container to keep it from drying out. I’m a person who goes to the grocery store frequently, so I’d rather buy small amounts to cook and store in the fridge, instead of cooking in bulk and storing in the freezer. Thank you!

Her builds were so amazing & I'm looking for a WORKING download link for two of her builds, the 2112 Horseshoe Loop & The Hamptons-inspired house.

How is this even legal? It’s happened twice now, seller lists for a price, receives offers at or a bit above list price and then say, “oh we’re looking for a wow offer”, then after a week do a price increase by $50,000 on their listing. It’s just really crappy cuz people get their credit pulled, get pre approval, and make an offer on a house that they never intended to sell at the price they’re listing it for or even close to that price. It’s deceptive and wastes so many people’s time and energy. Is this legal? Not cool at all.

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Discord Username: supmate
Character Name and House: Maelor Costayne
Age: 19
Appearance: Behind family-given finery and trinkets that chafe on his skin, it is plain to the eye that Maelor Costayne is a wastrel. Seldom seen without a cup in hand rather than a regal goblet, the son of Three Towers is emerald-eyed and bears dark hair that is oft tousled and unkempt. Uncouth speech, dicing and carousing with lessers, and shallow bows lacking grace have all evoked no small amount of ire from his father.
The gods truly do work in mysterious ways, however, for they have seen it fit to bless young Maelor with keen knowledge on many things and none; in lapses of lucidity that dispel the drunken haze, he betrays an undeniable competence, especially in naval matters.
Gift: Admiral
Skills: Sailing (e), Swords (o), Beastmaster, Knightly
Talent(s): Drinking, Dice, Falconry, Swimming
Starting Title(s): Ser, Spare of House Costayne
Starting Location: King's Landing
Family Tree: House Costayne of Three Towers
Alternate Characters: Soon

Biography

Born in the seemingly-fortuitous year of 187 AC, Maelor was named after his father's friend—who was none other than the King. The spare to a spare, not much was thought of the third son of Parmen Costayne and Ceryse Hightower, in truth. He would no doubts be consigned to the Citadel or the Faith or, if all else failed, sent off to the Night's Watch. His grandfather passed a year after his birth, and the lordship passed to Parmen Costayne, who was none too pleased about staying home.
And the third option seemed the most likely, for a while.
Maelor was a lazy child. Some hint of cleverness persisted in him, and still, he was slothful and took any chance to neglect his early education to play by the beach.
So at the age of seven, he was sent off to Red Lake to serve as a page and cupbearer to Lord Crane. Away from the sea, he was placed on the shores of a puddle that surprisingly boasted a warship. Why? The young Maelor couldn't quite tell why there was a galley there, curious as he was.
For the years he spent there, his habits only changed for the worse. Troublemaking by way of snide remarks came naturally to him. Nevertheless, he grew to be a friend to the Cranes and their bastards, and that warship that sat in the... bay? Lake? Wherever it sat, that ship inspired much in him. He counted the oars at dusk. Three hundred in total, a deck bedecked with finery, sails with dyes so bright that they would have evoked envy from the flamboyant Braavosi; all on a watercraft that was more made for boasting than defense, drifting uselessly as the sparse waves of Red Lake lapped against its hull.
But it shrugged off the waves, drank in the rain, and cared little for how useless it was. In that regard, it bore much in the way of similarity to the second spare of Three Towers. The languid Maelor was sent off to Seagard to squire in his twelfth year, and was subject to much clouting on the ear by his knight Ser Cortnay Mallister. Some vigor was instilled in the lad eventually. He took to falconry and hawking well, and to swordsmanship after that. But most of all, on the prow of a ship, he learned to sail.
Some years passed. Maelor grew to hate the Riverlands, open seas and clear skies for his gyrfalcon becoming meager consolations. Now a guest in feasts rather than a cupbearer, he relished in the cups he once served and became quite a nuisance, frequenting winesinks in town whenever his aunt provided an allowance. Knighted at seven-and-ten, Maelor was sent back to Three Towers a changed boy—no, a man now—yet unmoved all the same; a warship on Red Lake.
Now, he accompanies his family to King's Landing to attend the feast.

AC

Character Name and House: Parmen Costayne
Age: 49
Appearance: Black of hair and loud in a Wyneman kind of way, the Lord of Three Towers has seen the world over and has the scars to show for it. A stab wound on his arm earned after a winesink brawl in Volantis, a slash over his cheek allegedly inflicted by a Dothraki screamer, and many and more baubles from the Free Cities and Qarth and beyond the Jade Gates.
Gift: Thrifty
Skills: Shipwright (e), Architect
Talent(s): Hunting, Fishing, Swimming
Starting Title(s): Lord of Three Towers
Starting Location: King's Landing

Biography/Timeline

• 158 AC: Born to Lord Otto Costayne and Eglantine Bulwer.
• 168 AC: Begins sailing.
• 173 AC: Knighted after winning a squire's tourney.
• 175 AC: Continues sailing.
• 176 AC: Marries Ceryse Hightower. Their first son, Lucantine, is born a year later.
• 180 AC: Travels beyond the Free Cities for the first time.
• 181 AC: Returns to Three Towers to father Randyll Costayne, and leaves shortly thereafter.
• 184 AC: After getting lost at sea and finding his ship becalmed, he finally reaches the Jade Gates. Unfortunately, most of his crew grow mutinous. His dream of becoming the Sea Snake of the Reach is dashed, though he returns to Three Towers with a cargo hold full of treasure.
• 186 AC: His daughter Desmera is born. Appointed to the office of High Admiral of the Reach, and makes short work of the meager Dornish fleet in the Red War.
• 187 AC: His son Maelor is born, named after His Grace.
• 188 AC: Otto Costayne passes from an illness. Parmen assumes the title of Lord of Three Towers, and attends the King's wedding to Bethany Blackwood.
• 195 AC: Resigns from the post of High Admiral.
• 204 AC: Secures a position for his son Randyll in the City Watch of King's Landing.
• 207 AC: Travels to King's Landing for the feast.

NPCs

Randyll Costayne (Swords)

• Captain of the Lion Gate of King's Landing. An ever-scowling man, unlike his jovial elder brother and his father.

Desmera Costayne (Admiral)

• The only daughter of Lord Parmen Costayne. Rather overanxious by nature, she finds some tranquility on the deck of a ship, so long as it's well and orderly.

There’s no real point to this post, I just wanted to share that I had a good morning today! My behaviorist came to my house and took me into town, and she said she was proud of me for stretching my comfort zone and doing something a little different. A really loud truck went past and hurt my ears and scared me, but I listened to my person and did some body squeezes and deep breathing and was able to stay calm. She helped me get a drink at a cafe, and on the way out, we passed a really cute German Shepherd puppy. His owner asked if I wanted to pet him, and he was adorable and kept trying to chew my fingers! The man said he doesn’t usually let people pet him because he’s in training, but he could see how excited I was, so he let me.
On the way home, my behaviorist said she was super proud of how I handled things, which made me happy! It feels good to know I’m getting better every day!

So my parents finally had a divorce in 2020. I say "finally" because I saw it coming and honestly wanted them to. They have been fighting for years and other problems made me just want them to get a divorce because the tension was horrible.
They got a divorce because my dad fucked up, but my mom was the one to move out. For years now my mom has told me that if they ever got a divorce she would take me and my brother and we would live happily alone. But because she already found a new partner while the divorce was still in motion, me and my brother did not want to go live with her because she promised it would only be the three of us. It's childish, I know, but me and my brother have been through a lot.
So me and my brother live with my dad now and it's fucking awful. Even though my dad messed everything up he pretends to be the victim. He acts like we have to pity him. He has always had an alcohol problem but ever since the divorce it got worse. He would always say "your mother did this to me". My dad stopped receiving a bonus at work because he's been slacking off and we spiraled down a financial disaster. He actually quit his job a month ago, making me even more worried about our financial situation.
My mom has always done the cooking and cleaning around the house so when she left I had to take over. I taught myself how to do the laundry and I had experience doing the dishes but never liked doing it because it's gross. My cooking was sometimes good but ive never made something disgusting. I always made sure my brother had clean clothes to wear to school and I would even spend the little money I had to buy something if we really needed it. Where I always spent my money for pleasure I now have to use it like an adult.
So, about my dad... Yeah he's acting like the victim but he also acts in charge, and I mean he felt like he was the boss of EVERYTHING. We had to ask permission for things that didn't need permission. We weren't allowed to do the dishes. He would tell us to leave the dishes because he said he would do it. And because we were scared of him, we listened. The dishes would just pile up for days and when I decide I'd had enough I would do the dishes, only to get yelled at afterwards. Other chores and activities would have the same outcome.
We weren't allowed to be sad. If we had a bad day at school and just wanted to stay in our room and be upset, he would for some reason always accuse my mom for being the reason for all sadness. If we had a disagreement about something he would always say "Why don't you go live with your mother!" "Why am I the bad guy?" It's exhausting.
My dad obviously has a smoking and drinking problem. My mom was strict about the smell of smoke in the house but after she left, my dad didn't care and would smoke indoors and his room was full of askes. A teacher even asked me one day if I was smoking because I came to school smelling like smoke. My dad could easily drink 1.5 litres of alcohol everyday. He would start drinking early in the morning untill he went to sleep so he's never sober. It made me and my brother not want to hang out with him, which made my dad mad.
My dad was emotionally abusive. He never physically hurt us, but his words has a huge impact on us. My dad is the cause of our trust issues, our paranoia, and our insecurities.
We are not allowed to make jokes. We are not allowed to have friends over. We are not allowed to go out with friends. We are not allowed to take part in school activities. We are not allowed to be children. We are not allowed to talk seriously with him. We are not allowed to have problems.
I hate my dad, and I'm sure he hates us as well.
I just finished highschool, so you might think I can finally start my own life, but no, I'm not allowed to leave. I'm not allowed to go to uni. I'm not allowed to get a driver's license.
I'm stuck here

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So I'm 21/M and kind of moved away from my parents house.
When I say "kind of" I mean I inherited a family house, so while I don't live with my parents I can't really say I fully moved out.
Anyway my mom is becoming excessively overbearing in many aspects.

Part 1 : My friends

She not only insists that I'm "allowed" to bring friends over when I come to visit - I know, I don't want to - and those who I do bring home, she immediately assumues they're their own friends, and we're talking about adding them as friends on facebook, messaging them and consistently liking and commenting on their posts. Whilst I don't hear many of them complaining (some actually comment on how nice she is) I, personally, am not a fan of the idea.
Moreover, everytime I hang out with anyone she asks extremly specific questions like who I was out with or where I went, which are ultimately none of her business.

Part 2 : Our family

My parents' marriage is shit and she consistently rants to me about it (she's done this since I was 14 years old) I absolutely must take her side on everything. I don't know how is right, I don't care about who is right - I'm their kid, not their divorce attorney - but I ultimately just do the ol'"Damn, that's crazy".

Part 3 : My job

So I work as a musician, and my job is very much gig-based, every time I have a performance on a pub or anything she'll go to their facebook page (you probably guessed by know she's unemployed) to comment and like every post I'm in which is annoying.
She'll also ask me to show her my music, and while this isn't a bad thing at first, she is acting like she's entitled to it, like I have to do it for her, and that is someting that I don't like it.
This weekend I'm going to do a gig that's 150 miles from my house and 200 miles away from my parents hometown... she's going there. She's going to drive 200 miles for my gig, called me spoiled but this type of grand gesture is more toxic than anything else.

Part 4 : My health

I am on therapy for my anxiety, my mom thoroughly disapproves of it, according to her, if I have anything I can just talk to her, she does come to me for advice on her marriage.

Well, this was a long rant. I should also disclose that I've heard it all : "She's just very caring", "You're very lucky, if she were absent it would be a lot worse", "You're just a spoiled brat" - eh, maybe I am, idk - nonetheless this is a little too much and I just which my mom kind of broke away from me. The problem is she's not mentally stable or mature to understand concepts like space, as you can see from my post.

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I sank deeper into the chair cushion, staggering back and forth, startled to be awake. Ink smudged all over as I massaged my eyes. I understood what I had done once I turned to face my desk. I must have splashed the ink all over while I was unconsciously asleep, ruining all the pages I have written for the ending of my novel. Frustrated, I let out a sigh and leaned back in my chair. How could I salvage this mess? The ink was everywhere, covering my fingers and staining my pages. I have no choice but to start all over again. I pushed the table in front of me to jolt myself out of my chair and out of my room so I could leave to go to the restroom.
As I entered the strangely cold room, sending shivers down my spine, I noticed a change in the atmosphere. The room felt heavy and overwhelming like a sudden weight was bearing down on my chest. I bowed my head in regret when I remembered my medication, resting my arms on the sink. I must have forgotten to set my alarm once more. My eyes jerked upward as I examined my face, which was smeared in ink. My eyes widened as I realised who or what was present in the room other than me. I let out a small gasp as I stood eerily still and stared into the reflection of the shadow of a person standing behind the shower curtains. I glanced away from the mirror and over at the shower curtains as my head abruptly jerked to the right to see the shadow disappear. My lips secretly released a quivering breath, and my shoulders returned to their comfortable posture. I must have been severely affected by the nightmare I had. I ruffled my ginger hair and tried to forget what had just happened. I shouldn't be overworking myself in this way as a man in my 20s. I hurriedly turned on the sink and watched the water flow while scrubbing my face rough with a handful of water. I then walked back into the hallway leading to my room after grabbing my green towel and drying it off.
My cat was lurking around the corner of the hallway as I was moving. Her emerald eyes were terrified, and I could tell that she shared my anxiety. She hurriedly left when I called her over because she heard the sound that filled the hallway, the sound of my lamp on my bedside table shattering into a million pieces as it plummeted to the floor. My room door was already closed when I hurried over there. My ears were filled with the sound of my heart racing as I became aware that I had forgotten to close the door after leaving my room. I felt queasy and my stomach constricted. I mustered up the bravery to open the door by twisting the doorknob slowly. My heart began to wrench as I was strained to see. The door revealed a room shrouded in darkness and mystery. I started to tremble and quiver and wasn't sure if I should open the lights or risk myself for whatever is in there. As I reached my arm inside the horribly dark room, caressing the wall all over to find the light switch, I felt something so human brush across my arm. I jerked my arm back and stumbled backward, regrettably hitting the ground as I retreated further. My lungs were panicking, as I drank the oxygen in, trying to survive this unholy night.
The light switch flickered by a touch, a touch of someone unknown, something unknown. I let out a scream, and at that moment, I realised that I wasn’t alone. Whatever is in that room, whatever was standing in front of me, was angry and violent, and it meant harm. My eyes are closed shut, terrified to see what is coming next. “Open your eyes,” she, the entity, said. My eyes jerked open as I heard the familiar voice, and began to tear up. She glared at me with eyes filled with malice and fury. My mind raced with thoughts of what I had done wrong. Was it something I wrote down? Was it something I haven’t written down? Was it because I failed to finish the novel? As I lay there, paralyzed with fear, I realised that I have written her the life she always deserved to live, is that wrong of me? Is that why she hates me? Despite my confusion and terror, I summoned all my bravery and called out to her, “What did I do wrong, my love? Is it something I wrote? If so, assassinate me, with all your might, take your revenge and take my soul as I am your prey.” She cackled in glee, an awful yet beautiful sound that made my skin crawl. “I want you to suffer for all eternity, as you made me.”
I turned around and stared at the words that were scrawled on the wall with the same ink that I had used to jot down the life she had always desired and deserved. She lunged at me and jammed a pen nib into my throat abruptly. She started twisting the pen, pressing it deeper and deeper as blood gushed out, "You filled my life with unpleasantness, I curse the day that I ever laid eyes on you." As I turned to look into her eyes, I gasped for air and sobbed till I passed out, filling the room with my trembling breaths. My eyes started to blur as my lifeless body started to quiver and then laid horribly motionless on the icy ground.
My eyes started to flutter open as I attempted to process what I was viewing on what seemed to be an all-white ceiling. It was difficult for me to understand the discussion being held by what sounded like my brother and an unidentified man in the hall due to the cardiac monitor next to me, which was creating a dreadfully annoying noise that pursed into my ears. I desperately tried not to interrupt their conversation as they entered the room by acting unconscious. "Every appointment established in treatment has all been washed away, all became meaningless because of you Weston," the unnamed man claimed. My brother appeared to be weeping and said, "Doctor, I didn't mean to leave him in the house by himself for that long. I told him, I bluntly cautioned him that his schizophrenia would cause him more than harm if he kept writing about his deceased wife. He keeps blaming himself doctor! He blames himself for the atrocious life she lived!” The doctor sighed and said, "Weston, there are reasons why you need to put Walton in a treatment centre or any other facility where he can be taken care of. You know very well that Walton doesn't care about his prescriptions. After his failed suicide attempt, I no longer have faith in him in your care.” As I heard the words pour out of the doctor's mouth, my body jerked up, becoming motionless. I looked around at that point and saw nobody, there wasn’t anyone present in my room, other than me. I started to tremble, praying that this was all a hallucination. That’s when the hospital suddenly went silent. My eyesight immediately fell to see my arm and I started yanking the tube that was sinking into my skin, neglecting the rush of pain I felt once I pulled it out. As soon as the tube fell to the ground, I tried to position myself to be able to leave my hospital bed and walk outside, and that’s when a power outage occurred at the hospital. All I could feel at that moment was the vomit that was inducing in my throat as fear washed over my pale body. My knees fell to the ground once I heard a familiar voice screeching mercilessly, filling the hospital with bloody screams.
Case title:
Atramentum
Case description:
the walls, the walls, the walls held his last message. “Throughout the rest of my mortal days, i hear the screams of my wife's last stay. Her demise was by my hand, my cruel strife. I made her live an unpleasant life.”

I applied for a a VA loan with Veterans United and it came back $200,000 pre approval. Which can buy me absolutely nothing in the PNW where I am now…but this is for Indiana anyways. Even being in the Midwest $200,000 gets me a 1-2 bedrooms in “dodge city.” It’s just me an my dog so that size isn’t bad but I would like to live somewhere I can walk my dog at night.
Even a slight bump to $250,000 could expand my search quite a bit. I don’t have tons of savings or retirement and am currently living on 100% but my credit score is great, 805 and I have zero bills outside of rent and the normal living expenses.
I knew I wouldn’t be approved for $500,000 or anything but man…..even the houses I’m qualified for were $50,000 - $100,000 less a year ago. Most houses were tax appraised last year for MUCH lower than the buyers are asking.
I guess I’ll have to rent for awhile after I move back. Moving in with the parents is an option also, even though a bit demoralizing. I also have no idea what I’m doing. Never bought a house before. If you read all this, thanks for listening to my rant.