More real estate anxiety

posted by Jeff | Monday, March 29, 2010, 8:48 PM | comments: 0

As I sit here paying all kinds of bills for houses I don't live in, I'm getting more and more anxious about real estate in general. This anxiety was antagonized today when Wells Fargo, who doesn't know their head from their ass, made up some shit that Diana should be delinquent in her mortgage to get the short sale rolling. Nevermind that they've put in writing that she's been approved for the program, or that they had an offer that was $10k over their own estimation of the house's value. They've been fucking around for months, with a real buyer who is now going to split.

So that means I'm going to try and use one of my work benefits to hire a lawyer, and hopefully they can help us out and it's covered. I will not be fucked with by a bank.

Meanwhile, my house gets very little action since it's been on the market now for five months. There are a couple of other houses in the neighborhood who are also low-balling, and this no-basement thing is biting me in the ass because people have no imagination. I never wished it had a basement, and few people out here in the NW have one either. Today I got the contract for summer mowing, which I hoped I'd never have to deal with. The landscaping is a mess, and I don't want to spend money on that either.

To top it all off, we're already annoyed with living in an apartment. It's nice enough, totally adequate, and has a great location, but we're tired of all the noise from neighbors and the kids running around constantly. We were thinking today that maybe we should have taken one of the townhome units instead, even though we couldn't actually see them. They're at least a little more isolated.

It's one of those things where I wish lightning would strike twice, and out of nowhere I could sell another domain name for $100k or something. If it meant pissing it all away to get rid of the houses, I would actually be OK with that. How screwed up is that? I'd be willing to lose all kinds of money just to be free of the worry.

Patience is hard. The truth of the matter is, I can't remember any time in my life where I've been this happy. I have this beautiful little guy to cuddle with, the best partner ever to help raise him, and for the first time in ten years, a job that I like and that has a future I can see. Life is pretty awesome, overall. I just want this one troubling part to go away.


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