We are done.
In the mail we received our close of escrow documents. The condo of evil is no longer our legal, financial or moral responsibility. We are done, free at last.
I did a little dance when I read the letter. Then I did a bigger dance. It’s a good day.
It’s a great day.
The taxes, the First and Second Mortgage, the HOA dues, all were included. All over. All settled.
We can officially get on with our life and repair our credit.
THANK GOD.
Ouch, I just realized what a poor blogger I’ve been. No postings since September, ugh. I also realized that I haven’t read anyone else’s blog in about 3 weeks. What is going on with me?
So what is new? We had a buyer for the condo, and then lost them because the bank took too long. Then we got a new one, and the bank took a long time again. We had to resubmit our entire lives again, including what felt like fluid and hair samples to be reconsidered for the short sale. And then we would get news that they were accepting it, and then we would get more new that they would accept it if we submitted some other obscure piece of paperwork, and like all of the other requests we had about 1 hour to pull it out of our ass. So basically, I’ve been running around for the month with my head cut off.
This last time, supposedly we have the approval in hand. I haven’t seen a copy yet so I don’t believe it. We are going through all the closing steps. Final inspection, final paperwork, etc. Do you suppose I will feel instantly lighter when I sign my name for the last time and relinquish ownership for good? I have a guy that stays here at the hotel and he’s looking at condos and he just keeps wanting to talk about it all. (I don’t want to talk about the market. I don’t want to talk about buying a house. I don’t want to talk my “story” with you. )
I had a guy throw a muffin at me today. It kind a sums up the week. My boss put in her notice, we get a new manager on November 2nd. The people that come on Saturdays for Traffic School are spoiled assholes with entitlement issues.
We re-newed our lease. By hook or by crook I am here for another year. I can’t decided if we stayed because of the good renewal offer or because I just didn’t want to have to pack everything up and move.
My birthday came a went. Erich’s not sick anymore but he sure as hell hasn’t done anything to make up for jerk he was that day. I talked to my family and went out on my own. I ended up having a good time with some friends who rallied together at the last minute for shitty bar food and good conversation. I guess I can’t ask for more than that
So ya. That’s it. Things are working out. We are both making some money. Things are working themselves out. It’s a strange empty sensation to still be worried and anxious and realize that you don’t have a whole lot to be worried and anxious about anymore.
Work is going alright. I was concerned with the change in leadership but I’m hoping it will be okay. The interim person seems to realize that I’m a valuable employee so we’ll see what happens.
I think we’ve all just about kicked whatever illnesses that have been plagueing us for the last three weeks. Amelia still has a bit of a cough but I think we’re working through it. It’s so frustrating to be sick for so long. I can’t decide if it was the same illness or mutant strains that kept hitting us while our immune system was down. The state is general is freaking out about H1N1. The vaccine is available for children right now but i hesitate. It’s hard to balance being a vigilant parent, making sure your child is protected and being careful what you are giving your child. We’ve never really done the whole flu vaccine thing anyway. Even when she was a baby, I declined. And till now we’ve been fine. I can’t decide.
I am so going to take a nap when I get home.
I lost my blogging mojo for a while there. Nothing really new to report. Life seemed a little hectic, lackluster? (although I hesitate to go to such dramatic conclusions).
We had a great anniversary weekend. Very, very relaaaxing. Just the two of us. With no one else around. We agreed to leave everything at the front door of the apartment when we left and not to worry while we were away. And amazingly, I was able to do that. Three whole days without stressing about something. It was wonderful.
And then we got back, and Erich got sick and then the baby got sick a few days later and once I got them both well, of course i got sick. I just now getting over the remnants of the cold, sinus drainage yay.
The month of October is proving to look pretty good. Rental rates are dropping so it looks like we may be able to renew our lease (yay, no moving). The mortgage company, spooked by the letter from the feds that says Erich may be medically “retired”, are saying that they both will approve the shortsale soon. Hopefully that happens and they will do that soon. Sunny Day Real estate has re-united and is coming to town October 9th. I got Erich tickets about two months ago when he first found out. So he’s really excited about it, I’m keeping an open mind. It’s toaster music, so it’s not for everyone. The next night we have a Halloween party to go to and another one on the night of Halloween.
Then before you know it, it will be November and Thanks Giving, which I am hosting at my place for all those who want to come. (I haven’t heard anything on my Dad’s side of the family front as far as a get together. So come to Phoenix. It’s actually nice in November!)
Christmas, I am still trying to work out. I told my parents that we would come to California this year, but it all depends on how things work out with the condo etc. and if I can get the time off, and if Erich can get the time off. And if there is someone to cover my shift etc.
November will officially mark my one year anniversary at work. I certainly never expected to end up like this. But it works for us. I certainly don’t plan on staying here forever, I have my eye on a few assistant manger positions with the goal of hotel manager. Plus I’m thinking about uping to a 4-5 star brand. We’ll see. It pays the bills for the time being.
What else? Netflix. I looove my Netflix. I had been riddled with indecision on whether or not to try it, and then my SIL have me a coupon code for a free month trial and it was all over for me. I am hooked. And then! When we saw that we could also get movies directly through the internet, we thought on that and last week I took the plunge. I bought one of the boxes and tada. Movies directly to our TV through our wireless internet connection included with our Netflix subscription. And it’s great! We use the two DVDs at a time for the new releases and the watch instantly ones for the slightly older titles, and TV shows. All for 15 dollars a month. It is so worth it! When you think about it we get at least 10 DVDs through the mail a month now. If we had used block buster that would be about 39 bucks not including tax! AND now we get our old favorites pretty much on demand with the press of a button. How great it that? Really great that’s what.
And thus I end my post.
It’s 9:40am, 5 more hours of work to go.
I am waging war with my KIA. Having just spent a grand total of 1150 dollars on it last week, you would think that it would work correctly? Right? RIGHT? Alas but no.
It barely wants to turn over and start and makes a lovely screeching noise when it does. I thinking, one the battery is dieing and two maybe they put the belts on wrong? I don’t know… I’m just praying it starts tonight when I get off of work at 11.
It’s a slow night, not whole lot going on.
Erich’s been slowly working up to a full blown arthritis flare up this week. I think part of it is the stress of it all. He was pretty bad today. Luckily Ryan was in town and I called him to come over and “hang out”. In reality it’s to make sure that someone will be awake to keep an eye on Amelia. I figure that between the two of them, they will be able to take care of her.
I had to split my days off this week to help out a co-worker. Can’t really say no since they are all so flexible when ever I need to switch things around.
We’re taking a long weekend for our anniversary next week.
The days are ticking down. Short sale – Fore closure. Not much time left. It’s like the pressure of the ocean on my chest.
Some good news, it appears that rental rates are dropping some at our complex. That means that if we can keep the rental increase to 100 dollars or less then it would be cheaper for us to stay another year rather than move and have to pay application fees, deposits, boxes and moving van fees. Which would be nice because I can’t even begin to fathom having to pack and move again. It makes me tired just thinking about it. My brother and his wife moved every year for like 5 years. I don’t know how they did that without going crazy.
I hate it here.
