OK, so now we write a bit, FedEx and wait. We
received the loan application for the mortgage (thanks,
M!) and now we fill it out, get together all of the
supporting documents, including waiting for Eric's new
VA eligibility letter (he's a disabled vet) and then
send the package off to the broker. She says it
will take about a week or so after she gets the package
back for it to go through (you KNOW we're FedEx'ing it
to her). :) There are still hurdles we could
hit, but I've been using the energy of the waning moon
(we were full on Saturday) to get rid of the obstacles.
(You build things up on the waxing moon and banish
things on the waning moon - moon gets bigger/moon goes
away theory) We've done everything we can do until
the VA letter gets here (they're VERY on the ball and we
expect it soon) and our broker has done everything she
can do (and then some, or rather, a LOT) until she gets
the package from us. So now we all wait and rest a
making the offer on the house was that we had to give
the agent a deposit to go along with the offer, which
keeps just anyone from tying up the process by making an
offer. They figure if you have money invested in
any way, you're serious. Pfft. You know our
life. We don't have money just hanging around,
especially not in bulk. The agent was able to cut
the required deposit down from $2000 to $1000. We
knew Eric was due to get about that much from his
business, but that's always a cagey thing because
sometimes people pay the guys and sometimes they don't.
It was going to be our "throw some money at the loud
bills" money, but this won the priority smackdown event.
Still, we wouldn't have the money for several days after
we had to make the offer.
called the property managers of our current house and
told them that we were going to have to stop payment on
the rent check in order to make the deposit on the house
we were putting into escrow. He assured them that
we'd have the money for them within a week and would be
happy to pay the late fee. The lady half of the
couple was very sympathetic and assured us that would be
fine. Eric left to go buy materials for a job they
have this week and within an hour, the man half of the
property manager couple was on my doorstep in what I can
only call barely controlled rage. I mean, he was
PISSED that Eric had stopped payment. I got Eric
on the phone and they bantered a bit (Eric was
disadvantaged because he was still at the store where
they buy parts) and as he left, the PM handed me a three
day Pay or Quit notice. When Eric came home, HE
was furious and called the guy back and they argued back
and forth a good deal. We knew that they had been
aware 2 weeks before we were notified that the house was
going on the market and were already a little stung that
they hadn't given us a heads up. I mean, we've
rented from them for 3 1/2 years and had to hear it from
a total stranger. Two real estate agents have told
us that the houses in this area sell within 5 days on
the market on average, so even two weeks can make a
difference in being prepared. The guy was all hung
up on how he wasn't legally required to give us that
information and Eric was trying to get him to see that
it wasn't about legalities, it was about courtesy to
along time renter. We understand that we are late
and that he had to give us the notice to cover his own
butt, but instead of being so pissed at us about it (and
Eric was very clear to the lady about why we were doing
it and when he'd pay), it could have been more like "I
understand why you had to do what you did, but I have to
give you this to cover my ass legally. Get me the
money, dude." So we are very disenchanted by how
they've handled this whole thing. Eric said that
he was now dropping the priority on getting them their
money, but I'm sure when he's cooled down he'll be more
level-headed about it. He did get the money he was
promised, so the rent is there.
days ago, I got 5 calls from realtors about the house.
Four just said they had clients who were interested in
the house and might want to tour. The other guy
set up an appointment for last night between 5-5:30.
He never showed. Today, I had a group of
(literally) 15 or so realtors ring the bell telling me
they were ready for their tour. (WTCF?)
Evidently, the lady who listed the house was supposed to
let us know. Well, could they tour anyway
(hopeful, expectant, slighting intimidating grin)?
Nope. Buh-bye. then after they left, little
groups of about 2-3 kept showing up to "join the tour."
Ah... this is the life. Still, the house has been
on the market since Friday and I haven't ended up with a
legitimate showing yet. Guess all that pissing
around the property worked. ;-) I keep
counting the days until the escrow closes, whenever that
is. I think we'll drive from the title company to
the U-haul dealership. Boxes! Mama needs
was very sad and didn't want to go to preschool today,
so I have him here with me. "Those girls won't let
me play!" Talked to the teacher and found out he
cried for about 20 minutes yesterday and got to hold the
"Sad Bear," which is a pouty looking bear the kids get
to cuddle when they're sad. He was so bummy, I
just took him home. Am I teaching him if things
get tough, you can just leave? Yeah, probably.
This time, though, avoidance works in my favor.
Since the new school district has a fee-based preschool,
it will be better for ME if he busies himself exploring
his new digs and that kid-heaven back yard. He can
then just start kindergarten in the fall. It was
going to be really hard to pull him away from preschool
if he was still in love with it. (Hmmm.... maybe
I've been breaking down too many obstacles!) He's
totally happy now and that's what matters.
can't wait to leave. She's begging every day to
start moving. She hates her school and hates the
area and wants to shake Sac off her shoes. She has
3-4 friends she's sad to leave (one is Kenny, who made
her an Elvis fan and has really nice eyes), but other
than that, she's done with this place. I think I
am too. It's so amazing how the Universe knows
what we need before we do and moves us toward it,
sometimes kicking and screaming. :)
believe it! The new town does not have DSL
or cable internet or even cable!! There's
something called "Speak Easy" that I can get or Direct
TV (SoapNet here I come!!).
fun thing I found when I was cleaning my garage:
this from an office pass around from about 15 years ago
soooo sleepy today. I'd love it if Eric was here
so I could take a nap. Naps are just lovely.
Sadly, he's working on a project today and won't be
around for a while. Delena is a close second and
will be here in a couple of hours, so there's hope on
anyone checked out "Kingdom Hospital" yet? I
missed last week, but may have to give it a look
tonight. Since it will come on right after the
Star Treks, I may or may not manage to stay awake for
it. See? The nap is now an essential act.
just pretty words. In this time of pausing in the
process (and humoring the issues on this end regarding
our current house), I'm still focused on that
wonderful house as a
beacon to my future. My soul will feel safe there.
It's already my home. This place is just a shell
that keeps us safe until I get to my home. So many
things are now hinging on the house happening that I
can't even see it not happening. It's like the
world would stop spinning or something if the mortgage
didn't go through. It just has to happen.
again for the happy thoughts and well wishes. They
mean the world to us.
Yikes!!! Eric just found out that in order for the
mortgage to go through, we have to have a reported year
of clean rental from our property managers! Aggggh!
What sucks is that one of the property managers (the
wife) told us it was OK to stop payment on the rent
check and pay late. Now all this has erupted and,
well, yikes. Keep hoping for the best, folks.