MOVING!!! Blaa!
Well! How do I start? I am leaving my home, my house. I can’t make those house payments anymore and I’m so, depressed about it. Last year, I worked so hard to make my payments. I worked between 60 to 100 hours of overtime each pay-period to just make my payments and pay my child support. I made over $141,000 last year. The year prior, I made about $130. Now! I’m paying for it. I was taken back to court for additional child support. Boy! It just doesn’t pay to work hard for the things you want out of life.
So now, overtime has been completely cut back. I’ll most likely make between 80 to 90 thousand dollars this year. It’s looking more like about 86 thousand.
However, I finely got Rachel to put the house up for sale. But, I’m afraid it’s much too late. She would not settle on a price below $745 thousand dollars in this real estate market. After being ordered to give an additional $1,256.00 in child support each month and my overtime been cut back to nothing. Which makes the child support total come to a little over twenty five hundred a month? I have been bringing home less than two thousand dollars a month since December for myself. Boy! Does that hurt after making so much after the two pervious years? I haven’t been able to make a full mortgage payment since December. So, foreclosure is imminent.
Anyway, I’m moving to Cardiff by the Sea to a neat little two bedroom attached house that really does look over the ocean. A friend of mine owns the place and has offered to rent it to me. I hate moving.
I’m still trying to condense twenty years worth of crap in a twenty-seven hundred square foot house down to a reasonable amount of stuff to move and keep. It’s not easy. I believe that I was a pack-rat in a previous life. So, the sorting and packing is a daunting job for me. It’s like going down memory lane every time I open another box and view the crap I’ve saved. It’s hard for me to just throw some things away. BUT! I’ve been doing it. I’m proud of myself for getting through many of those old boxes and junking old stuff that is merely just stuff from the past.
I find it hard to part with things that are from my kids thought, but I’m trying to reduce this stuff too. I found that just to store stuff, is so expensive. I’m trying to avoid having to store anything. I’ll save myself a hundred bucks a month if I do. Anyway, I’m looking forward to taking some pictures from my front door of the beach and ocean and post them here to see.
Well - Gota go!
So now, overtime has been completely cut back. I’ll most likely make between 80 to 90 thousand dollars this year. It’s looking more like about 86 thousand.
However, I finely got Rachel to put the house up for sale. But, I’m afraid it’s much too late. She would not settle on a price below $745 thousand dollars in this real estate market. After being ordered to give an additional $1,256.00 in child support each month and my overtime been cut back to nothing. Which makes the child support total come to a little over twenty five hundred a month? I have been bringing home less than two thousand dollars a month since December for myself. Boy! Does that hurt after making so much after the two pervious years? I haven’t been able to make a full mortgage payment since December. So, foreclosure is imminent.
Anyway, I’m moving to Cardiff by the Sea to a neat little two bedroom attached house that really does look over the ocean. A friend of mine owns the place and has offered to rent it to me. I hate moving.
I’m still trying to condense twenty years worth of crap in a twenty-seven hundred square foot house down to a reasonable amount of stuff to move and keep. It’s not easy. I believe that I was a pack-rat in a previous life. So, the sorting and packing is a daunting job for me. It’s like going down memory lane every time I open another box and view the crap I’ve saved. It’s hard for me to just throw some things away. BUT! I’ve been doing it. I’m proud of myself for getting through many of those old boxes and junking old stuff that is merely just stuff from the past.
I find it hard to part with things that are from my kids thought, but I’m trying to reduce this stuff too. I found that just to store stuff, is so expensive. I’m trying to avoid having to store anything. I’ll save myself a hundred bucks a month if I do. Anyway, I’m looking forward to taking some pictures from my front door of the beach and ocean and post them here to see.
Well - Gota go!