Wild Few Days! from deanne

Yesterday and today have been a whirlwind of crazy. Yesterday all day I was dealing with my step mom. It was clear she wasn't comfortable co-applying for my townhouse but when I told her to just tell me she didn't want to do it so we could stop the whole process, she wouldn't. She just kept pulling weird shit out of her ass like misreading the contract she insisted my realtor fax to her but wouldn't give him time to go over with her and just weird shit. So last night I called my dad at his hotel and he told me he wanted to wait until next week when he was back in town to see it. This is the guy who wouldn't come see the other place I missed out on when he was in town but suddenly now he wants to play parent like I'm 12 years old. Plus he decided he really wanted me to have a garage. Dude, I want a lot of things as well but unless he's willing to front the money for it I have to find what's best for me in my price range. So I gave up and decided I was stuck waiting for Gordon to sell the house.

Then in the middle of the night I thought it wouldn't hurt to email my dad's lender friend. I had already been working with a lender who had pissed me off by forgetting who I was and taking too long to get back to me. I started working with my dad's lender yesterday but my fax machine was failing to fax him my application. I emailed him to ask if there was any way to get around the fact that I'm on Gordon's mortgage if he signed something. I talked to the lender this morning and he pulled my credit. Turns out that not only is my credit great but I'm NOT ON THE MORTGAGE. This is something that other lender failed to tell me. Gah! So he told me to go ahead and make an offer on the place! So I did! While all of this is going on this morning I'm at Gordon's house trying to finish up the divorce paperwork so we could go into the county clerk's office together and file. It was just nuts. I kept getting calls from my phone job which I HAVE to take cuz I need the money and I'm trying to talk to my realtor and the lender and Gordon and I'm running late for pet sitting work. I managed to get my work done, meet with my realtor for an hour to sign all the paperwork, meet Gordon at the county clerk's office to file for divorce and now I'm home and freaking exhausted. Oh and I had to give my rental office 60 days notice.

It's time for me to just sit here quietly and stare into space.

Published by :deanne 2007-03-20 22:52:17.0