So, Chris says that since I just recently posted a three part rant about how life sucks, I should write something about the good things that have happened over the past few days. I’m not sure if I can keep it positive, but I’m willing to give it a try.
The Morgan’s no longer own the house on Salem Court. We have officially sold the first real home we’ve had since we got married. It was a sad day, a happy day but a very frustrating day. See? Can’t even go three sentences without finding the negative…The girl that bought the house seems really nice and we wish her the best of happiness in our former home. She got a great deal on it even in it’s old and “in need of repair” state. Chris and I on the other hand got screwed royally and didn’t even get a thank you or even a cigarette after the screwing. The house was sold at an embarrassingly low price and at the last minute we found that the sale price was actually put on the contract at $1000 less than agreed. After fighting it for 2 days we found out that if we fought it too much, it’d have to go through underwriting again and could possibly be denied and/or postponed again; something we could not afford. After signing the paperwork the Realtor of the buyer asked when they’d receive the home warranty paperwork. Our loan officer said, within a few hours. A few hours later, we get a phone call from the loan officer informing us that they were going to have to deduct another $400 from our paltry settlement because they failed to add the home warranty. OH HELL NO! I bitched, screamed hollered and threatened. Why is it okay for them to remove more money from our side when they wouldn’t even think of giving us back our money they screwed us on in the purchase price? My Realtor made some phone calls and convinced the buyers that it would be smart to just eat the $400 since they already got $1000 more than they should have. I’ve learned a lot over the course of this sale. I won’t make the same mistakes again
SO, Chris and I spent Saturday driving around searching for deals with the little bit of money we had for furniture. We were able to give dad 75% of what we owe him with the promise that the remainder will be paid by the end of this year. So, I was able to get my beautiful dining room table FINALLY! We knew we didn’t have enough to get Becca’s bedroom suite that was supposed to be our first purchase so we looked and found the perfect dining room table for our dining room. No china cabinet/hutch yet but at least we have the table. It looks AWESOME – as Chris stayed up until 3am to put it all together. After finding a mattress outlet, we found Becca an awesome mattress and box spring since she’s been dealing with a crappy mattress for months. We were so proud of ourselves and so pumped we decided to try our luck at Rooms to Go, just to…see… maybe?
So we head over to Rooms to Go and strike gold with an awesome salesman! Gary ROCKS! Salesman are creepy to me because they always make me feel like I’m beneath them. Gary was so totally cool he even made our small credit approval seem like MILLIONS! Our credit was just good enough to actually do what we wanted to do. We bought Becca the prettiest bedroom suite. Of course, it’s not black like she requested but it is a nice set with a headboard, foot board, dresser/mirror and nightstand. AND we had just enough for Chris and I to get greedy and buy ourselves and AWESOME/AMAZING new mattress and box spring. It’s SOOOOO Soft and comfy!!! After all that success, we headed over to Wally World to pick up sheets/comforters, bathroom accessories, computer desk and bookcase for Becca. We wiped out our profit in less then 12 hours! WOO HOO! We’re back to being poor but the added stress of the 2nd house is finally off our minds. We still need furniture downstairs but… I’m looking to plan a party very soon. Keep your calendars open for Saturday September 13th!!! Invites will be sent out this week.
Becca started school yesterday and with all the stress of the past week, I forgot to call to find out her bus information; so I had to take her and pick her up from school yesterday. She is so totally stoked for school this year. She gets her “eye candy” teacher for 1st period and says the rest of her teachers are absolutely hysterical. She’s pretty tickled that she’s in Algebra 1 this year in 7th grade and Liz is in Algebra 1 this year as a 9th grader. Two of her classes (I believe just 2) are actually high school credit. If that makes sense? She’s taking Art appreciation as one of her electives which consists of 2 quarters of painting and drawing and 2 quarters of sculpting and ceramics. She loves her schedule, loves her teachers and plans to have perfect attendance this year because she’s afraid to miss anything. We’re heading to Orlando next weekend (30th) for her birthday and were supposed to leave on Friday morning. She informed me last night that we were to pick her up at school at 3 because she didn’t want to miss school. WOW! I’m impressed.
I finally talked to my brother this morning. I haven’t talked to him in forever except for snotty emails every once in a while or when we had to make arrangements for Liz to come down. Of course, he only called because he thought there was something wrong with me. I guess beggars can’t be choosers. I want him to call because he wants to talk with me, not because he’s concerned over my health. Oh well… At least he talked to me.
Karen on the other hand… is a pain in the ass. Actually she’s been pretty cool lately. She spent the day with me yesterday because she was tired of being cooped up in her house. She’s going to house sit while we’re in Orlando and take care of the dogs so we don’t have to leave them outside in this heat. It gives us the peace of mind the dogs are safe and gives her a vacation from the crazy people at her house.
Liz is a little upset right now. Her horse Teja had a baby August 3rd and Liz was so tickled. It’s a baby girl and she was going to call her Little T. Liz is pretty rough with the baby and is upset that the horse constantly kicks her or head butts her. Well, if you are going to be rough, I’d assume, you’d get what you deserve. Anyway, she’s calmed down herself and the horse now and they are getting along great. Saturday while Liz was brushing down the horse, she made a terrible discovery (her words not mine). Her baby girl has a PEE PEE! Little T is not a girl… but a boy and Liz is PISSED! Of course, the poor thing definitely has a complex because Liz said it was so tiny she never noticed it before. BRAT! She then informed me she hoped it grew because it was embarrassingly small. That girl has no tact!
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