Man, I am loving it here. Other than missing my peeps in Kamloops that I left behind, I think this move is one of the best things I have done in a long time. It was a ton of work but worth every ounce.
Its such a privilege to wake up, look out the window and see mountains. And everywhere I go I can see the ocean. And within five minutes I am deep into trees. And every person I see has a big smile for me. Seriously! Eye contact....big smiles and conversation...its kind of a miracle. And nobody is beautiful...or too skinny....or perfect. Just normal and not threatening and accepting. I like going out and about and thats new for me.
And having Monte downstairs is also a miracle. After the last year where I didn't know if I would ever see him again or if I did if he would be alive or in right mind, knowing he is safe and sound and back to his funny self is the biggest gift I could ever get. And having the girls so close and easy access to them is gold. Sigh. I am just happy! And every day I am surpassing my fifty steps on my step counter! I am just happy. TTYL
Friday, May 31, 2019
Monday, May 27, 2019
OH THE THINGS THAT HAPPEN!
Slowly but surely we are getting this place set up and Monte's place finished.
His place is truly a shit hole. And the garbage, mixed with his keepables makes for a very tedious unpleasant job.
Yesterday he was digging around in one of the closets that needed emptying and sorting. Whilst doing so, he cut his arm open on a rusty nail sticking out of the door frame. It was bad enough I could see he needed to get medical attention, if only for a tetanus shot. (oh no!!! hope he doesn't get autism)
So off to the infamous Port Alberni hospital. It has the most beautiful atrium like giant lobby. Its round and glass and has a garden in the centre that you can walk through on pathways. On a raised dais in the middle is a beautiful piano and on one side is the cutest little play house full of toys. There are various areas with comfy seating, complete with extra high chairs (for people like Bill) and extra wide ones (for fat asses like I am going to be soon if I'm not careful).
So I chose a seat in one of the empty seating spots. Mind you there wasn't anyone there anyway. The delicious aroma of coffee wafted over from the wee cafe on the other side.
After a while a largish sweet lady came and sat across from me. She was hooked up to an oxygen tank and she visited with me for a while. We were just getting into the more in depth interesting part of stranger conversation when a big blister, had to be six feet tall and big everywhere came and sat down. She knew the oxygen tank lady. Her face was not the best looking, about 45ish, ruddy...like she had been out in the wind and longish lanky dirty blond hair.
And she started to talk. And talk and talk and talk. The woman didn't have a filter in her being. She was angry. Angry with the psychiatrist. "He told me I had schizophrenia. And I told him no I don't. I know because my friends (and she taps her head) up here told me so!" I kid you not!!! She actually said that. Then she launched into a long diatribe about how she was pregnant with a menopause pregnancy and it was triplets. She knew this cuz she stole a stethoscope and listened and heard three heartbeats. And now she can't eat cuz the food in the hospital is drugged. Her toast is soggy because of that and she can't eat those drugs. Her boyfriend beat the shit out of her and no one here believes her and he is out there somewhere and she doesn't know where. And on and on and on. For an hour and a half. Most interesting convo I have heard in yonks!!!
Soon Monte came out, bandaged up and tetanused. We headed home, exhausted and ready to chill for a while. That was yesterday. Today we headed back over to his place and continued on. The movers are coming the day after tomorrow so we must finish up tomorrow. Also we have to go to the motor vehicle branch for Monte to get his drivers license back and me to change my address.
I bought a whole butchered and wrapped lamb sometime ago. Today I have hooked up my new crockpot and put in some lamb stew. I am currying it and I must say it smells divine.
I am not so happy with the butcher on this lamb. The stew meat is full of bones, uneven and badly cut. The guy cut the legs of lamb in half! I mean there isn't that much meat on it to begin with. And the chops are very ragged and uneven. I am not expecting Costco perfection but..... It does taste good though. I am going to add whole carrots, then cauliflower chunks and large zucchini chunks. A small bowl of rice and good to go.
Well gotta bounce. Things to do. TTYL
His place is truly a shit hole. And the garbage, mixed with his keepables makes for a very tedious unpleasant job.
Yesterday he was digging around in one of the closets that needed emptying and sorting. Whilst doing so, he cut his arm open on a rusty nail sticking out of the door frame. It was bad enough I could see he needed to get medical attention, if only for a tetanus shot. (oh no!!! hope he doesn't get autism)
So off to the infamous Port Alberni hospital. It has the most beautiful atrium like giant lobby. Its round and glass and has a garden in the centre that you can walk through on pathways. On a raised dais in the middle is a beautiful piano and on one side is the cutest little play house full of toys. There are various areas with comfy seating, complete with extra high chairs (for people like Bill) and extra wide ones (for fat asses like I am going to be soon if I'm not careful).
So I chose a seat in one of the empty seating spots. Mind you there wasn't anyone there anyway. The delicious aroma of coffee wafted over from the wee cafe on the other side.
After a while a largish sweet lady came and sat across from me. She was hooked up to an oxygen tank and she visited with me for a while. We were just getting into the more in depth interesting part of stranger conversation when a big blister, had to be six feet tall and big everywhere came and sat down. She knew the oxygen tank lady. Her face was not the best looking, about 45ish, ruddy...like she had been out in the wind and longish lanky dirty blond hair.
And she started to talk. And talk and talk and talk. The woman didn't have a filter in her being. She was angry. Angry with the psychiatrist. "He told me I had schizophrenia. And I told him no I don't. I know because my friends (and she taps her head) up here told me so!" I kid you not!!! She actually said that. Then she launched into a long diatribe about how she was pregnant with a menopause pregnancy and it was triplets. She knew this cuz she stole a stethoscope and listened and heard three heartbeats. And now she can't eat cuz the food in the hospital is drugged. Her toast is soggy because of that and she can't eat those drugs. Her boyfriend beat the shit out of her and no one here believes her and he is out there somewhere and she doesn't know where. And on and on and on. For an hour and a half. Most interesting convo I have heard in yonks!!!
Soon Monte came out, bandaged up and tetanused. We headed home, exhausted and ready to chill for a while. That was yesterday. Today we headed back over to his place and continued on. The movers are coming the day after tomorrow so we must finish up tomorrow. Also we have to go to the motor vehicle branch for Monte to get his drivers license back and me to change my address.
I bought a whole butchered and wrapped lamb sometime ago. Today I have hooked up my new crockpot and put in some lamb stew. I am currying it and I must say it smells divine.
I am not so happy with the butcher on this lamb. The stew meat is full of bones, uneven and badly cut. The guy cut the legs of lamb in half! I mean there isn't that much meat on it to begin with. And the chops are very ragged and uneven. I am not expecting Costco perfection but..... It does taste good though. I am going to add whole carrots, then cauliflower chunks and large zucchini chunks. A small bowl of rice and good to go.
Well gotta bounce. Things to do. TTYL
Thursday, May 23, 2019
MIND OVER MATTER
Some things I am using my grit and not letting them get to me. The top two annoyances I have the most trouble with are barking dogs, as you know, and the beeping of trucks backing up. Both those things can drive me nuts, depending on the frequency.
Well so far the only dog I have heard is down the block, a big dog, and he only barks for a little while then stops. Then you don't hear him for quite a while.
But....I have moved about four houses away from the back of QFC. For those of you who have never grocery shopped on the Island, you won't be familiar with that grocery store. It is the Island's equivalent of Whole Foods. Its a beautiful store with fairly high end stuff. Also it has a huge cooked food take out section. Upstairs is a Starbucks in a beautiful amazing over stocked gift shop.
And of course this lovely store needs to be restocked every single day its open. Starting at five in the morning, there is a parade of semi trucks, cube vans, bigger cube vans, all heading to the loading docks of QFC, right past my open window. And every one of them has to slowly, ever so slowly, back into the bay. And of course they are beep beep beeping the whole way. I have to admit this is the closest I have ever lived to beeping trucks.
But you know its kind of like having a dog. If you hate the dog, then every tiny infraction by that dog is huge and horrible. But when you love them, it might be annoying but you are okay with it because you love them.
Well I love living here so much that honestly the beeping is okay. I can live with it.
The other thing is the fairly persistent smell of the pulp mill. Its much stronger and more....well lets say pungent than Kamloops ever was. It smells like someone has been farting up a storm and you can't get rid of it! But, I can live with that too.
I am bit by bit getting boxes unpacked. Monte has been walking back to his place and is organizing and packing getting ready for movers to bring his stuff over and the rest to the dump.
Day before yesterday right after lunch we went to an eyeglasses place. Monte needs glasses. He made an appointment for an eye exam and when asked how much it would cost, she said 170.00 bucks!!!! I had a fit. When I asked about the exorbitant cost she told me that each place has different equipment etc... As soon as we got into the car I got my phone out and did a little research. Costco is 70 and Lens Crafters, with Monte's disability was 40. Not only that, Lens Crafters has a whole wall of lovely frames that are free for disability people. Monte made an appointment for one and a half hours away. Lens Crafters is in Nanaimo. Crap!!!
Off we went. The drive to Nanaimo is basically an hour. Its a beautiful drive. Long story short he had his appointment and ordered his glasses. Normally you get them in an hour but their grinder was broken so it will be ten days. Which is good because we will go back to Nanaimo but with a plan. Costco for sure!
Yesterday I went to the Jeep dealer! I put a deposit (refundable if necessary) on a Jeep Gladiator! The only drawback is the colour. I wanted one the same colour as Tank. But I had a choice between black, white, silver or lipstick red. Well I don't want black, white or silver so I have ended up with lipstick red with a black roof. Could be months though before it gets here. I will put a pic at the bottom of it.
I am going to go and pick up Ange and Pat this afternoon and bring them here. They haven't seen the house yet. They have been so good to Monte. When I finally get the kitchen set up I will have them back for dinner. It won't be lamb though...which of course I have a freezer full of. Apparently Pat hates lamb, like so many sons of fathers that were in the war. I guess rotten maggoty mutton doesn't taste too good and they wouldn't even eat lamb when they got back from the war. A strong influence on their sons.
Gotta bounce. There are more and more and more boxes to unpack. TTYL
Well so far the only dog I have heard is down the block, a big dog, and he only barks for a little while then stops. Then you don't hear him for quite a while.
But....I have moved about four houses away from the back of QFC. For those of you who have never grocery shopped on the Island, you won't be familiar with that grocery store. It is the Island's equivalent of Whole Foods. Its a beautiful store with fairly high end stuff. Also it has a huge cooked food take out section. Upstairs is a Starbucks in a beautiful amazing over stocked gift shop.
And of course this lovely store needs to be restocked every single day its open. Starting at five in the morning, there is a parade of semi trucks, cube vans, bigger cube vans, all heading to the loading docks of QFC, right past my open window. And every one of them has to slowly, ever so slowly, back into the bay. And of course they are beep beep beeping the whole way. I have to admit this is the closest I have ever lived to beeping trucks.
But you know its kind of like having a dog. If you hate the dog, then every tiny infraction by that dog is huge and horrible. But when you love them, it might be annoying but you are okay with it because you love them.
Well I love living here so much that honestly the beeping is okay. I can live with it.
The other thing is the fairly persistent smell of the pulp mill. Its much stronger and more....well lets say pungent than Kamloops ever was. It smells like someone has been farting up a storm and you can't get rid of it! But, I can live with that too.
I am bit by bit getting boxes unpacked. Monte has been walking back to his place and is organizing and packing getting ready for movers to bring his stuff over and the rest to the dump.
Day before yesterday right after lunch we went to an eyeglasses place. Monte needs glasses. He made an appointment for an eye exam and when asked how much it would cost, she said 170.00 bucks!!!! I had a fit. When I asked about the exorbitant cost she told me that each place has different equipment etc... As soon as we got into the car I got my phone out and did a little research. Costco is 70 and Lens Crafters, with Monte's disability was 40. Not only that, Lens Crafters has a whole wall of lovely frames that are free for disability people. Monte made an appointment for one and a half hours away. Lens Crafters is in Nanaimo. Crap!!!
Off we went. The drive to Nanaimo is basically an hour. Its a beautiful drive. Long story short he had his appointment and ordered his glasses. Normally you get them in an hour but their grinder was broken so it will be ten days. Which is good because we will go back to Nanaimo but with a plan. Costco for sure!
Yesterday I went to the Jeep dealer! I put a deposit (refundable if necessary) on a Jeep Gladiator! The only drawback is the colour. I wanted one the same colour as Tank. But I had a choice between black, white, silver or lipstick red. Well I don't want black, white or silver so I have ended up with lipstick red with a black roof. Could be months though before it gets here. I will put a pic at the bottom of it.
I am going to go and pick up Ange and Pat this afternoon and bring them here. They haven't seen the house yet. They have been so good to Monte. When I finally get the kitchen set up I will have them back for dinner. It won't be lamb though...which of course I have a freezer full of. Apparently Pat hates lamb, like so many sons of fathers that were in the war. I guess rotten maggoty mutton doesn't taste too good and they wouldn't even eat lamb when they got back from the war. A strong influence on their sons.
Gotta bounce. There are more and more and more boxes to unpack. TTYL
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Monday, May 20, 2019
BLISTERVILLE
Okay, this town is providing me with all kinds of fodder for this blog. Holy cow!!!! Talk about disfunction junction. And I am NOT talking about the mentally ill...although they are a dime a dozen here. No I am talking about the simply low iq, red neck, low lives that live here.
So just now Monte and I went to the dollar store and to Walmart. And I will describe that trip in another post some day. You know those pics you see on youtube called "people of Walmart'? Well....I am going to figure out how to take secret pics and post them here. OMG!!! How many fat burbly bare stomachs can one 'stomach' in one day I ask?
Monte and I were sitting at a very loooong red light when we spotted three people not far past the light, just out of the liquor store. There was a big blister, a fairly large guy and skinny bald headed little dude. All of a sudden the blister hauls back and blasts the little dude, full fisted, right in the face! He went flying back and landed on his ass. She tore over and literally yanked him up off the ground and flang him up into the air over her head, his feet and legs way up over his head and cartwheeled him through the air. Then she went over and bam bam bam bam started hammering him right in the face. I have never ever seen anything like that in my entire life!!! At that point the light changed and I had to drive. She was going to kill that little sucker...not saying he didn't deserve it! After all he IS a man. But......
I don't remember unpacking being such a chore. Usually I super enjoy setting things up but this time it seems there is no room for anything or anywhere to put stuff. I did get the living room in an order I like. I have lost my 'kitchen nook' so now I am ensconced in the corner of the living room. My steampunk bedroom is spectacular. My little bedroom is a disaster and prolly will stay that way forever. LOL!!
And I packed a box specifically with my current clothes...and its missing. I have checked everywhere and it is simply gone. So now I have nothing to wear. Dang it! And this town is full of fat women, but there isn't anywhere to buy anything bigger than 2X. Mind you that might account for all the burbly bare stomachs I am seeing.
My brother Stan is in town at a meeting with his accountant. Apparently they always go to lunch at Pescadores (an awesome little eatery) after. The accountant brings his wife and poor Antonia is laid up right now so I get to stand in for her! So I have pulled on the cleanest dirty shirt I can find and am waiting for the call. Afterwards Stan is coming to see the house. Its a mess. What can I say?
So I am signing off now. I am sure I will see something yet again to blog about in a day or two. Crazy place this town!!! TTYL
ps: I just reread this and feel I must qualify my statement about Port Alberni. I absolutely love it here. The mountains, the ocean, the easiness of getting around, nature two minutes away....and the people. This is the friendliest most helpful awesome town I have been in. You get such a wonderful feeling when you go out and about. Yes, there are those dysfunctional ones out there that beat the shit out of each other, lots of them, but that just makes it more interesting. Those people are in every town but they just don't hide here!!!
So just now Monte and I went to the dollar store and to Walmart. And I will describe that trip in another post some day. You know those pics you see on youtube called "people of Walmart'? Well....I am going to figure out how to take secret pics and post them here. OMG!!! How many fat burbly bare stomachs can one 'stomach' in one day I ask?
Monte and I were sitting at a very loooong red light when we spotted three people not far past the light, just out of the liquor store. There was a big blister, a fairly large guy and skinny bald headed little dude. All of a sudden the blister hauls back and blasts the little dude, full fisted, right in the face! He went flying back and landed on his ass. She tore over and literally yanked him up off the ground and flang him up into the air over her head, his feet and legs way up over his head and cartwheeled him through the air. Then she went over and bam bam bam bam started hammering him right in the face. I have never ever seen anything like that in my entire life!!! At that point the light changed and I had to drive. She was going to kill that little sucker...not saying he didn't deserve it! After all he IS a man. But......
I don't remember unpacking being such a chore. Usually I super enjoy setting things up but this time it seems there is no room for anything or anywhere to put stuff. I did get the living room in an order I like. I have lost my 'kitchen nook' so now I am ensconced in the corner of the living room. My steampunk bedroom is spectacular. My little bedroom is a disaster and prolly will stay that way forever. LOL!!
And I packed a box specifically with my current clothes...and its missing. I have checked everywhere and it is simply gone. So now I have nothing to wear. Dang it! And this town is full of fat women, but there isn't anywhere to buy anything bigger than 2X. Mind you that might account for all the burbly bare stomachs I am seeing.
My brother Stan is in town at a meeting with his accountant. Apparently they always go to lunch at Pescadores (an awesome little eatery) after. The accountant brings his wife and poor Antonia is laid up right now so I get to stand in for her! So I have pulled on the cleanest dirty shirt I can find and am waiting for the call. Afterwards Stan is coming to see the house. Its a mess. What can I say?
So I am signing off now. I am sure I will see something yet again to blog about in a day or two. Crazy place this town!!! TTYL
ps: I just reread this and feel I must qualify my statement about Port Alberni. I absolutely love it here. The mountains, the ocean, the easiness of getting around, nature two minutes away....and the people. This is the friendliest most helpful awesome town I have been in. You get such a wonderful feeling when you go out and about. Yes, there are those dysfunctional ones out there that beat the shit out of each other, lots of them, but that just makes it more interesting. Those people are in every town but they just don't hide here!!!
Wednesday, May 15, 2019
EXCITED....AND A LITTLE SAD
Well its the eve of the next chapter of my life. I am sitting in a lovely hotel room, on a hugely comfortable king size bed with scrumptious bedding, all by myself, watching the Survivor finale. On the other half of the bed are potato chips, grapes, melon, pineapple, banana bread, kids lunchables, baguette, ice tea and pepto bismal. This is the perfect end to the perfectly wonderful day.
Yesterday was really really long. I got up at about 4:30ish and started in on a long list that magically created in my head overnight. Pictures to box, under sinks I forgot, bits and pieces to tie up etc....At 7:45 ish the truck showed up. They put the last thing into the truck about 5:30. Monte and I dragged our tired and sorry asses up to my sister's. We ordered greek food for dinner and collapsed in the living room after. They had had a super long day too...buying the loveliest brand new trailer you ever saw! Then we all went off to bed and I had one of the best nights I have had in a long long time. It was such a gift and blessing I tell ya!
This morning, (as I type this I can't believe it was just this morning...it seems so much longer ago) I got up one hour later than planned! I never sleep past three in the night, never, so I don't bother with alarm clocks. I woke up at 7!!!! Had a yummy cup of coffee with Kathy and Kerry then went back to the townhouse to sweep the place. Amy had arranged for two showings today so even though the place isn't going to be cleaned til tomorrow, we really needed to at least sweep it out. Kathy and Kerry dropped by to check out the garbage they would be taking to the dump, bless them.
Monte, Wrangler and I then launched. We decided to take our time and enjoy the trip. So we mosied and stopped and took pics and snacked and just enjoyed the whole trip. We made it to the ferry in time to be almost the last car onto the 3:45 ferry. We got into Port by about seven. I dropped Monte and dog off at his place and took myself to this lovely hotel and now I am preparing for the next chapter. The truck arrives first thing in the morning and so the fun begins.
I had estimated that I had about five thousand pounds, based on the last move from Langford. That move was about five thousand, and that included Monte's stuff. Well wasn't I WRONG!!! It was close to ten thousand, and there is a whole ton still out in a storage unit! How the hell did that happen I ask?!!! Don't know and now I don't care. Too tired to care! Hahaha!!! So now that my fave person on Survivor just got voted off, I don't give a hoot who wins so I am turning it off and going to bed. Nitynite!!!!! TTYL
A little side note: It is May 15th. In 1974, on May the 15th, I was camping at Stump Lake with Mom and Dad and family friends Tor and Mary Scmidt..and their two children. I remember the day clearly. A number of us climbed up to the defunct mine that stood there at that time. It has since burned. We climbed quite a distance into and down a shaft in that mine. It was exciting and scary all at the same time. But what I remember most is that that was my due date with my Aryn! Now she wasn't born until June 5th, (things weren't quite so accurate back then) but I figured if I went into labour I was close enough to Kamloops hospital I could get there in time!
Yesterday was really really long. I got up at about 4:30ish and started in on a long list that magically created in my head overnight. Pictures to box, under sinks I forgot, bits and pieces to tie up etc....At 7:45 ish the truck showed up. They put the last thing into the truck about 5:30. Monte and I dragged our tired and sorry asses up to my sister's. We ordered greek food for dinner and collapsed in the living room after. They had had a super long day too...buying the loveliest brand new trailer you ever saw! Then we all went off to bed and I had one of the best nights I have had in a long long time. It was such a gift and blessing I tell ya!
This morning, (as I type this I can't believe it was just this morning...it seems so much longer ago) I got up one hour later than planned! I never sleep past three in the night, never, so I don't bother with alarm clocks. I woke up at 7!!!! Had a yummy cup of coffee with Kathy and Kerry then went back to the townhouse to sweep the place. Amy had arranged for two showings today so even though the place isn't going to be cleaned til tomorrow, we really needed to at least sweep it out. Kathy and Kerry dropped by to check out the garbage they would be taking to the dump, bless them.
Monte, Wrangler and I then launched. We decided to take our time and enjoy the trip. So we mosied and stopped and took pics and snacked and just enjoyed the whole trip. We made it to the ferry in time to be almost the last car onto the 3:45 ferry. We got into Port by about seven. I dropped Monte and dog off at his place and took myself to this lovely hotel and now I am preparing for the next chapter. The truck arrives first thing in the morning and so the fun begins.
I had estimated that I had about five thousand pounds, based on the last move from Langford. That move was about five thousand, and that included Monte's stuff. Well wasn't I WRONG!!! It was close to ten thousand, and there is a whole ton still out in a storage unit! How the hell did that happen I ask?!!! Don't know and now I don't care. Too tired to care! Hahaha!!! So now that my fave person on Survivor just got voted off, I don't give a hoot who wins so I am turning it off and going to bed. Nitynite!!!!! TTYL
A little side note: It is May 15th. In 1974, on May the 15th, I was camping at Stump Lake with Mom and Dad and family friends Tor and Mary Scmidt..and their two children. I remember the day clearly. A number of us climbed up to the defunct mine that stood there at that time. It has since burned. We climbed quite a distance into and down a shaft in that mine. It was exciting and scary all at the same time. But what I remember most is that that was my due date with my Aryn! Now she wasn't born until June 5th, (things weren't quite so accurate back then) but I figured if I went into labour I was close enough to Kamloops hospital I could get there in time!
Monday, May 13, 2019
LOW BALL IDIOTS
I have sold a lot of houses in my time. At least enough to know that there is always at least one dumbass that puts in such a low ball offer its insulting. Clearly these idiots don't watch HGTV, where all the selling and buying houses shows tell you...don't insult the buyer!
Amy, my realtor, called this morning. She had an offer to present. There were at least ten subjects, financing, inspections, strata crap etc....and the possession date to be in two weeks. TWO WEEKS!!! Okay that I can do but that is a huge ask.
I have this place listed for 339,900.00. I am willing to go down to 335,000, no lower. The one next door sold for that at Xmas.
The offer? 310,000. Yeah! 310,000. I am insulted. Big mistake. One...I don't have to sell this place til next year if I don't want to. Two...this potential buyer just shot himself in the head. I am a hard ass when it comes to selling. And now, I just told Amy to counter at 337,900 and I won't go below that. For this idiot I won't even go down to 335,000. He will counter with another ridiculously low offer and I will counter back with 337,900. Idiot!
I have also learned that usually when someone comes in that extremely low with so many subjects, they fit a certain 'type'. I would run into them when I was a mortgage broker. You can't deal with those people. They are nothing but pick ass trouble. The inspection will turn up something they will want me to pay to have fixed, they will want endless info from strata and/or the city, they will want extension after extension.
So I have instructed Amy to let any potential buyer I have all the time on my hands and I am not going to 'deal' with unrealistic people and to not waste everybody's time.
JEEZ!!!! ttyl
PS: Just got a text from Amy. "They have decided it wasn't going to work and they have decided to not counter." Idiot.
Amy, my realtor, called this morning. She had an offer to present. There were at least ten subjects, financing, inspections, strata crap etc....and the possession date to be in two weeks. TWO WEEKS!!! Okay that I can do but that is a huge ask.
I have this place listed for 339,900.00. I am willing to go down to 335,000, no lower. The one next door sold for that at Xmas.
The offer? 310,000. Yeah! 310,000. I am insulted. Big mistake. One...I don't have to sell this place til next year if I don't want to. Two...this potential buyer just shot himself in the head. I am a hard ass when it comes to selling. And now, I just told Amy to counter at 337,900 and I won't go below that. For this idiot I won't even go down to 335,000. He will counter with another ridiculously low offer and I will counter back with 337,900. Idiot!
I have also learned that usually when someone comes in that extremely low with so many subjects, they fit a certain 'type'. I would run into them when I was a mortgage broker. You can't deal with those people. They are nothing but pick ass trouble. The inspection will turn up something they will want me to pay to have fixed, they will want endless info from strata and/or the city, they will want extension after extension.
So I have instructed Amy to let any potential buyer I have all the time on my hands and I am not going to 'deal' with unrealistic people and to not waste everybody's time.
JEEZ!!!! ttyl
PS: Just got a text from Amy. "They have decided it wasn't going to work and they have decided to not counter." Idiot.
Thursday, May 9, 2019
I HATE TAPE GUNS
Seriously, I really hate them. It they can put a freaking man on the moon, they should be able to make a tape gun that works.
And the boxes....jeez! I am getting them at Uhaul. I needed twenty large boxes....six bucks each. I also needed twenty bankers boxes....sixty bucks....and many more. The cost is prohibitive.
Well the house became mine at 9:30 this morning. I don't think I told the insurance people that the possession date moved up from tomorrow to today. Lets hope the sucker doesn't burn down tonight! That would suck. Big time.
I dropped the price by ten grand on this place and now the showings are rolling in. Its hard to pack AND keep the place as organized as possible for showings. I don't remember the last move being so difficult trying to juggle everything. Its exhausting actually. And I can't sleep. I wake up around one am and that's it for the night. So stupid.
Its been great having Monte here. He is doing all the heavy lifting and high reaching. Its fun going out with him to Walmart or Costco or wherever. Everywhere we go people are constantly asking him how tall he is. He is always so polite when he answers and kabisses with them, but it drives him crazy. Tonight he is downtown, heading to a small concert at eight. The three people playing he knows well. And there will be others there he knows as well. Its so nice for him.
Well I best get back at it. People showing up early tomorrow morning. Can't go to bed until the house is showable...and thats a long way off. Alice is coming as well. Four more days til D day. I don't think I will ever be ready. So many details so I guess I better bounce and get at it. TTYL
And the boxes....jeez! I am getting them at Uhaul. I needed twenty large boxes....six bucks each. I also needed twenty bankers boxes....sixty bucks....and many more. The cost is prohibitive.
Well the house became mine at 9:30 this morning. I don't think I told the insurance people that the possession date moved up from tomorrow to today. Lets hope the sucker doesn't burn down tonight! That would suck. Big time.
I dropped the price by ten grand on this place and now the showings are rolling in. Its hard to pack AND keep the place as organized as possible for showings. I don't remember the last move being so difficult trying to juggle everything. Its exhausting actually. And I can't sleep. I wake up around one am and that's it for the night. So stupid.
Its been great having Monte here. He is doing all the heavy lifting and high reaching. Its fun going out with him to Walmart or Costco or wherever. Everywhere we go people are constantly asking him how tall he is. He is always so polite when he answers and kabisses with them, but it drives him crazy. Tonight he is downtown, heading to a small concert at eight. The three people playing he knows well. And there will be others there he knows as well. Its so nice for him.
Well I best get back at it. People showing up early tomorrow morning. Can't go to bed until the house is showable...and thats a long way off. Alice is coming as well. Four more days til D day. I don't think I will ever be ready. So many details so I guess I better bounce and get at it. TTYL
Saturday, May 4, 2019
PACKITY PACK PACK PACK
I have been super enjoying having Monte here. Not only is he a huge help but he is totally enjoyable.
And now, right at this minute, my house is in a shambles. My only hope is there is no email requesting a showing in short order. There is a showing on Tuesday though. People are just going to have to overlook the packed boxes everywhere. The moving truck arrives on the morning of the 14th. Eeeek!!!
Today both Anne and Kathy showed up and dug in! Kathy packed the whole dining room. My buffet was full of wine glasses, crystal glasses, platters, plates, serving bowls, Tiffany lamp...and she packed it all. Meanwhile I stood on a wee stool in the kitchen with Anne and emptied the kitchen cupboards. I am so fortunate that I have a friend that will take the stuff I am not packing and taking with me. Makes it so much easier.
And guess what? This time there is very little garbage! Finally! A sign that, this being the fourth move in five years, I have finally whittled down to kind of a bare bones situation here. I really do not have much to get rid of.
So tomorrow I am going to finish off the kitchen and living room. Maybe get started on the upstairs. My goal is to be completely packed by Friday except for sleeping stuff. That will give me a couple of days to fine tune a few things before D-day.
Monte and I bolted up to Costco tonight. We bought a box of bankers boxes. I like them...easy to make and easy to handle after they are packed. I am going to fill all ten of them one way or the other tomorrow.
Well my brain is scrambling at the moment. It is quarter to ten at night and I am truly done for the day. And thanks to my sister and friend and son, I am a lot further along than I would have been alone.
Well I am going to lean back, put my sore feet up and shut my eyes. I'm tired and my horse is tired, as my awesome Dad used to say. I shall check in in a few days...lets see how close I get to my Friday goal! TTYL
And now, right at this minute, my house is in a shambles. My only hope is there is no email requesting a showing in short order. There is a showing on Tuesday though. People are just going to have to overlook the packed boxes everywhere. The moving truck arrives on the morning of the 14th. Eeeek!!!
Today both Anne and Kathy showed up and dug in! Kathy packed the whole dining room. My buffet was full of wine glasses, crystal glasses, platters, plates, serving bowls, Tiffany lamp...and she packed it all. Meanwhile I stood on a wee stool in the kitchen with Anne and emptied the kitchen cupboards. I am so fortunate that I have a friend that will take the stuff I am not packing and taking with me. Makes it so much easier.
And guess what? This time there is very little garbage! Finally! A sign that, this being the fourth move in five years, I have finally whittled down to kind of a bare bones situation here. I really do not have much to get rid of.
So tomorrow I am going to finish off the kitchen and living room. Maybe get started on the upstairs. My goal is to be completely packed by Friday except for sleeping stuff. That will give me a couple of days to fine tune a few things before D-day.
Monte and I bolted up to Costco tonight. We bought a box of bankers boxes. I like them...easy to make and easy to handle after they are packed. I am going to fill all ten of them one way or the other tomorrow.
Well my brain is scrambling at the moment. It is quarter to ten at night and I am truly done for the day. And thanks to my sister and friend and son, I am a lot further along than I would have been alone.
Well I am going to lean back, put my sore feet up and shut my eyes. I'm tired and my horse is tired, as my awesome Dad used to say. I shall check in in a few days...lets see how close I get to my Friday goal! TTYL
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