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Where do the days go? Why is it already the end of July?
In the course of this last week, the Hamm family has become increasingly stressed out.
1. Even though we have a buyer for the house already, we have to keep everything looking perfect because there are still all of these inspections that we have to go through and can happen at any time. I hope that these inspector folk and my mother do not look under my bed, behind my bedroom door, under my bathroom sink, or inside of my closet, because all hell has broken loose in these areas.
2. The escrow was continuing to move along with our house and my parents still had not figured out what kind of living arrangments they wanted. It became increasingly annoying to be dragged along to look at apartment after apartment and house after house. They have finally decided on a mobile home. Did you read that correctly? A MOBILE HOME. I have seen the particular mobile home that they want and the inside is amazing. It is real big and real nice and size-wise, it is perfect for our family and all of the junk that we possess. So I love everything about it except the fact that it is what it is; a mobile home in a park. This was troubling at first, but the more I think about it, the more it makes sense, as much as I hate to admit it. The money that my parents make from selling the house will finally enable them to pay off the debt they've been dealing with for my whole life. Don't mess with credit cards, kids, they will screw you up and you won't break free until you sell a house. Anyway, they'll be free of this debt that has been so overpowering for so long while still having enough money to take a nice vacation (the kind we have never been able to take) in december, and having enough money to buy property. So yes, I am okay with the idea of a mobile home as long as nobody is mean about it, and however childish it seems, please don't be mean about it because it really is a touchy issue with me.
3. The two women who currently own the mobile home are not the easiest people to work with. I could tell you at least 5 tales about them and I have never even met them. The main thing, however, is that they are insisting on a 45 day escrow, one that will not officially begin until tomorrow, and the escrow on our current house (the normal month-length escrow) is already a few weeks underway which means that we will spend the better part of a month living out of a hotel room. Only three of us will be doing this, however, because somehow amidst all of this, my brother has to move back up to Santa Barbara for school. Which leads us to the next thing.
4. I will be starting school the exact week we get kicked out of our current house. Very convenient. I get to live out of a suitcase in a room with my parents while I start the schoolwork for a semester I desperately want to do well in.
5. Last week my brother's parked car was involved in a 4 car accident in the way early morning caused by a drunk driver. The insurance company is being INCREDIBLY difficult and will not even really start to work on the case for a month. We already know it would cost over $7,000 to fix my brother's car, and that is not happening, so he needs to get another car, and pronto, because if you refer to worry #3, he's moving soon and kind of needs his car before then. But he goes to a pricey college and as a typical college student, is pretty broke. He has to put his own money out to buy another car while the insurance company gets their crap together. The car accident is also causing other (less significant) complications involving car shuffeling and sharing cars and rides.
6. I will be celebrating my 19th birthday in a room at the local motel 6.
You can only listen to so much of The Cure, XTC, Cheap Trick, and New Radicals before realizing that honey, music ain't gon' fix yo problem this time.
In the course of this last week, the Hamm family has become increasingly stressed out.
1. Even though we have a buyer for the house already, we have to keep everything looking perfect because there are still all of these inspections that we have to go through and can happen at any time. I hope that these inspector folk and my mother do not look under my bed, behind my bedroom door, under my bathroom sink, or inside of my closet, because all hell has broken loose in these areas.
2. The escrow was continuing to move along with our house and my parents still had not figured out what kind of living arrangments they wanted. It became increasingly annoying to be dragged along to look at apartment after apartment and house after house. They have finally decided on a mobile home. Did you read that correctly? A MOBILE HOME. I have seen the particular mobile home that they want and the inside is amazing. It is real big and real nice and size-wise, it is perfect for our family and all of the junk that we possess. So I love everything about it except the fact that it is what it is; a mobile home in a park. This was troubling at first, but the more I think about it, the more it makes sense, as much as I hate to admit it. The money that my parents make from selling the house will finally enable them to pay off the debt they've been dealing with for my whole life. Don't mess with credit cards, kids, they will screw you up and you won't break free until you sell a house. Anyway, they'll be free of this debt that has been so overpowering for so long while still having enough money to take a nice vacation (the kind we have never been able to take) in december, and having enough money to buy property. So yes, I am okay with the idea of a mobile home as long as nobody is mean about it, and however childish it seems, please don't be mean about it because it really is a touchy issue with me.
3. The two women who currently own the mobile home are not the easiest people to work with. I could tell you at least 5 tales about them and I have never even met them. The main thing, however, is that they are insisting on a 45 day escrow, one that will not officially begin until tomorrow, and the escrow on our current house (the normal month-length escrow) is already a few weeks underway which means that we will spend the better part of a month living out of a hotel room. Only three of us will be doing this, however, because somehow amidst all of this, my brother has to move back up to Santa Barbara for school. Which leads us to the next thing.
4. I will be starting school the exact week we get kicked out of our current house. Very convenient. I get to live out of a suitcase in a room with my parents while I start the schoolwork for a semester I desperately want to do well in.
5. Last week my brother's parked car was involved in a 4 car accident in the way early morning caused by a drunk driver. The insurance company is being INCREDIBLY difficult and will not even really start to work on the case for a month. We already know it would cost over $7,000 to fix my brother's car, and that is not happening, so he needs to get another car, and pronto, because if you refer to worry #3, he's moving soon and kind of needs his car before then. But he goes to a pricey college and as a typical college student, is pretty broke. He has to put his own money out to buy another car while the insurance company gets their crap together. The car accident is also causing other (less significant) complications involving car shuffeling and sharing cars and rides.
6. I will be celebrating my 19th birthday in a room at the local motel 6.
You can only listen to so much of The Cure, XTC, Cheap Trick, and New Radicals before realizing that honey, music ain't gon' fix yo problem this time.