It's that time of year again! With everything going on right now we had all but forgotten about the impending Holiday season! ARRGH! Angi had to remind me Saturday evening just before leaving work that we had to, not only, go shopping for Rozy's 9th birthday party, but for Thanksgiving fixings as well! And that's not the half of it. After the late night foray into Wally World (not just for food but to do "People of Walmart" watching, my favorite spectator sport. I have yet to top Angi's sighting of the elderly gentleman dressed head to toe in faux fur!) we pretty much used up our date night and just crashed when everything was put away. Rozy's party had to be delayed (and her guest's cancelled on) because on Saturday the real estate agent showing the house, contacted us stating a interested buyer wanted to look at the house, but could only be there at the same time we scheduled Rozy's party. See, we can't be IN the house when they show it. Packing the kiddo's up we rode off in the cold to camp out at the park, staying out from under foot. It was once Angi was sufficiently stiff from the cold that she announced it was time to return, whether they were done or not. With the announcement that we had to do dinner and party before getting everyone prepared for school in the morning, we began preparing to leave. At this point they all chimed up and informed us "But there's no school next week"!
AHHHHHHHHH!
Sad, the things that escape one's notice when one is preoccupied with other woes!
Now here is where I get all maudlin and defeatist so if you don't want to hear me whine, skip to the next paragraph. As our current situation unfolds we have been turned down by the first lender as we are 10 points away from their base credit score. The real estate agents handling the property are working diligently, however, to help in any way they can and we do so greatly appreciate their efforts. But in the end, our landlord is what they call a "motivated" seller. Not wishing to divulge any of their financial woes they need quick capital and are selling the house at a much reduced rate, so it goes without saying there has been ALLOT of foot traffic and interest in the house. Mind you, I hold no malice to the landlord. They are not Snidley Whiplash twisting their handlebar mustache while we lay squirming, tied to the tracks, but as events have unfolded it has become apparent that since our lease ran out in June their intention has been, possibly, to sell the home. They converted our lease to month to month, obviously to keep us in the home paying the mortgage but with an eye on their own situation waiting to see how it unfolded. By mid November it took a turn for the worst and they felt forced to sell. If roles were reversed I quite possibly may have been compelled to do the same thing in consideration of my own family, I just wish they had given us more of a heads up. However, hedging our bets that we will be lucky enough to get an investor, doesn't seem prudent at the moment. It has become a race against the clock where we may eventually find a lender willing to work with us, which Theresa and Vanessa seem intent on trying to accomplish, it just requires time. There are two realities we are forced to face. One, that for all their good intention they are limited to the systems confines and that in the end, their job is to sell the house for the client. And two, we more then likely will be forced to find a new home and soon. With limited budget and no time given to save (we had 48 hours notice that they were selling) it's quite possible we may be spending the Holidays in a weekly rental motel. To this end, at dinner last night we had to gently inform the kiddos that this Christmas would be, most likely, very thin...if at all. Now, I don't know if it is a sign of the strength of their character and survival instincts or the fact that this is the third time in seven years we have been burnt by a landlord and they're just getting used to it, but they all understood and no one whined or complained. Either way, we have some pretty damn good kids! That aside though, there is no hiding the disappointment and frustration in either Angela or myself. Oh, we keep it pretty much to ourselves, any heated anger or negative words are uttered in the bedroom in muted tones but there is no hiding the dark cloud hanging over our heads at the moment. I hold out hope that all will work out well in the end, but are preparing for the worst.
OK, maudlin time over. Trying to change my mindset, I'll move on to work!
Saturday was busy from the starting line (hence why no entry for the day) and had repairs a plenty, thank you very much! Managed to put out three new sweeties, but only have pic's of the one, as the other two sold post haste! The remainder is a real sweet looking 7 speed Mongoose hybrid...type....thing. Enh. Best to just show you the pic then try and describe it! Today, we have a rare three wheel "DAILY BANGER SPECIAL!" in the rack! She runs great, just needed a replacement front wheel and a thorough derustifying! That will be out real quick! Then on to a Raleigh men's 7 speed cruiser several folks have been drooling over! From their? Who knows! So with that, I'd best get my butt in gear and get moving!
See ya soon!
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Man, your life has "TV SHOW!" written all over it.
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honestly? I could do with a little less scripted excitement in my life!
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