Manic Monday

Here it is Manic Monday.

Time to kick this is the rear. We are packing up the trailer to move it to the campground today. We have at least one bed is taken apart right now. Boxes to be moved downstairs.

Laundry is going.

Coffee has been drunk.

Getting excited to move on to the next part of this journey.

The kids are excited to be camping. The oldest came to live with us in March and has never been camping before so this could prove to be very interesting.

Packing and Packing

I HATE packing! So much stuff to pack. It is the little things that make it the most challenging.

We leave WA in 13 days. We have a bunch of time to get it finished but man o man. This weekend we are trying to get everything staged up in the garage because there are 2 house showings on Monday. Our DD is no where near ready for anyone to look in her room and that includes me.

The plan tomorrow is the clean the house thoroughly so it can be shown. So many of the little details to be cleaned up. There is a part of me wishing it was the 29th so we can just get this party started.

The mortgage company is still giving us fits but I am hoping that by Monday we can have some kind of an answer. I wish I could go back and correct all the past mistakes so this part wasn't the challenge it is but on the other hand 3 years ago we were looking at rentals and getting assistance. We have come so far.

This Journey Called Life

Life is taking us on a journey. I know where it is supposed to send us but I am still not sure HOW.

We have been on a home buying journey since March. Leave it to us to find the most inept Mortgage Broker on the face of the planet. He has failed numerous times to follow through with what he said he was doing. We have finally gone straight to the Mortgage Company and we are getting results.

We have spent money to clear up old debts. We are fairly debt free right now except our car payment. This are working in a positive direction for us...except the Mortgage Broker.

I think one of the things that really got me was how he would talk down to me as if I have no idea what happens outside my own home. Hell, I am a business major and he would have flunked right now. Yes, he is in the South and I know there are cultural differences but DAMN this is the year 2014 not 1914.

Our journey is taking us to Columbus, GA. Yes, I said Georgia, the Deep South. I am very excited and a bit on the nervous side but I will overcome those feelings. I think one of the best things for us in Georgia will be friends. I have a ton of friends spread all over the world but one of my best friends is also a Caregiver to her Veteran lives in Columbus. I have learned that this life of Caregiving is very lonely and we need others like us to help us through the challenges and to support one another. While I will probably lean on my Best Bitch for awhile I am also so excited to start this leg of our journey and explore new things and places.

Yesterday I reserved the U-Haul for the end of the month and I reserved a campsite at a State Park close to home so we can pack the house and still have a comfy place to sleep at night. We are planning to leave our state on the 1st and head to Salt Lake City area to visit friends for a couple of days.

So excited to get started.

Life and Other Sucky Things

Today is just NOT my day. Kind of hating the whole world and really want to starting kicking ass and taking names. Will I? Probably not.

My husband got a boat for his birthday and this month the boat broke the budget. Trust me I know what BOAT stands for.

 I have a minor surgical procedure on Wednesday and I am fussing about everything. Money of course is the primary target.

We are trying to buy a house...we have been trying to buy this house since MARCH. We have done everything we needed to do in a very timely manner but apparently the only one that cares about things being completed timely is ME. The mortgage dude will not even answer his &*^%$ phone have the time, voice mail is usually full so we have to resort to TEXT MESSAGES - very professional to say the least.

I finally sent another email to the Realtor, mortgage dude, and the underwriter whose name was on all the paperwork we signed on the 4th. I WILL be getting an answer this week.

We can't stay here too much longer. There are 6 of us in this house and I am ready to start throat punching people for not listening to me OR asking if they can help AFTER all the work is done.

I feel like I could write a book "How NOT to Buy a House"

I really think Erma Bombeck was right with her book, If Life is a Bowl of Cherries, What am I doing in the Pits?

Angelversary

Happy Angelversary to my Sweet Sister Debbie!

So are to believe you have been gone for 2 years. There are days when it feels like yesterday and other days I actually 'forget'.

I know you are always with us but we still miss you horribly. I really could use your input at times.

Mom and Debbie 1996 I believe

Debbie June 1994