May 27 2008
The Insanity Continues…
So, remember how I was in the process of buying a house in Colorado? Yeah… The house has been considered under contract for over three weeks now. We are dealing with the worst seller EVER. Who is that seller? Why, it’s the US Federal Government. We had an agreement, we were moving forward. Suddenly, they are trying to get out of it. Yeah. I’ve been waiting around for three weeks for the green light to go ahead and actually move in, and now they’re trying to get out of it. It’s the most ridiculous situation in the whole world. My brother—the one in Denver who my hubby is living with while we wait to have our own place—is a partner in a hoity-toity law firm. He has been giving us legal advice and it’s looking like we may end up embroiled in a legal battle over this house—which is precisely what I was hoping to do with all my free time this summer…
Which means, among other madness, that I could be stranded here in Utah indefinitely while my husband is in Colorado.
“Shoot me now” is the phrase that comes to mind…
Also… there’s a leak in the basement. Like, the kind of leak that caused the ceiling in the closet of my boys’ bedroom to collapse. The kind of leak that has been saturating insulation and drywall for long enough that the smell of mold is enough to kill. The kind of leak that I know nothing about fixing and will therefore have to call a plumber who will rob me blind. The kind of leak that may just be the straw that breaks my camel-ish back.
My kids are all out of school now, which in many ways makes things easier. It also means, however, that I have four children at home all day every day. I adore them and they’re so much fun, but it’s hard to get much done!
Oh, and I’m sick. It’s my fault, really. I dragged my kids, my husband, and my sister to Lagoon yesterday. I love Lagoon—I love amusement parks in general. But it was pouring rain all day long. Now, we all had our little $1 plastic ponchos and that helped a lot to keep us dry, but we were freezing. I looked at my little children who were shaking and shivering, drenched, with little purple lips and frozen fingers, and thought, “wow, they’re all going to be sick.” But no, I’m the one who’s sick. Fever, chills, sore throat. My kids, however, are bouncing off the walls…
In the above whiny paragraph, I mentioned that my husband was here. Yes! He flew in on Friday night and flew out this morning at 3:00 a.m.! I can’t even tell you how wonderful it was to be with him. We’d been apart for three weeks, which I realize isn’t all that long, but to us it was an eternity. We had such a great weekend together, which made it that much harder to let him go this morning, especially since we have no idea when we might see each other again. Sigh. I just adore that man.
Let me be clear, though, that with all the whining that I’ve done in this post so far, I’m actually doing remarkably well. Why? How? Well, I have the best friends and neighbors a girl could have. People keep bringing in food for us or taking my kids for a few hours. Not a day goes by that I don’t have half a dozen phone calls from well-wishers, wondering how they can make my burden a little bit lighter. I’m spoiled rotten, that’s what I am!
And I’m also spoiled by all of you. In my last post, I mentioned that I hate that I’m not blogging much lately, and would anyone be willing to guest-blog for me? The response was amazing. Twenty of you volunteered to help me out and keep my blog from dying! WOW! This will be so much fun! If you are among those who offered to guest-post, then you’ll be receiving an email from me soon about when and how.
So, really, the insanity continues and there appears to be no end in sight. But it’s all good, thanks to my friends—both the real and the online kind (who, by the way, are very real).
And now, I’m going to go lock everyone in the basement, throw some raw meat at them (because I’m kind-hearted like that), and take a nap.
oh no, that’s not good news. Why would they try to get out of the selling?
If you fear getting in a summer long legal battle…could you opt to look for an alternative house in the mean time, just in case?? Or is that not feasible.
Wow, glad you are keeping up your sanity in this mess. I think I’d break down. Keep it up, you are strong! And if you need to write down a rant…that’s ok, we’ll be hear to listen!
Take care and enjoy your nap
Oh, I’m so sorry about the house. I know how frustrating those on-again off-again negotiations can be…but with kids in the mix, and a husband in another state? Ouch. I really feel for you.
I hope you are taking full advantage of helpful neighbors and friends. And that your kids know how to make you chicken soup.
Sending many good wishes for a speedy recovery and resolved house situation.
No apologizing for whining…that’s a lot to whine about! Neil was gone just for Saturday this weekend and I was missing him rather pathetically. Three weeks is an eternity in comparison to that!
Hope the house issues resolve as speedily as possible…couldn’t help wincing a fair bit over that - ouch!
Yeesh, I do not envy you that situation. But it’s very sweet to hear that a mom actually likes having her kids home from school for the summer. And I can imagine how hard it must be to be away from your husband. My boyfriend and I lived in different countries for the first six months of our relationship. He’ll be gone for 5 days in July and I’m dreading it. But yay for good neighbors and yay for guest posting!
Can’t wait to see what the future blog of Brillig holds.
I also want to say that I’m happy to volunteer my dh to come and patch up the ceiling after the leak is fixed. He’s good that way.
I’m sorry this is such a mess. I’ll keep praying for you.
HAHAHAHA you are funny. Raw meat.
Sorry about the flood and the mold, dude. That sucks.
It is a good way to release yourself by whining on your blog. If I was you, I will try not to buy that house. It seems to cause you a big trouble.
I’m sorry about the house. How frustrating.
Oh and I’ve been busy lately too and somehow missed your last post. I think it would be fun to do a guest post if you’d like?
I am bringing you dinner tonight.
You cannot argue with me about it any more.
If you even TRY to resist I’ll put my hands over my ears and sing Book of Mormon stories off-key until you give in!
Oh, and Lagoon in the rain? My version of “shoot me now.”
p..s. Please sue the government! I love those little-guys-against-the-corrupt-establishment dramas.
And then find a new house right away.
p.p.s. You’re “spoiled” because everyone loves you!
The raw meat plan sounds like a good one. I hope the house situation gets cleared up soon. I can’t believe the government is trying to renege, like they don’t have enough houses to sell right now?
Teaching my daughter to operate the DVD player what my best decision EVER! Saved me when I was sick a little bit ago.
Sorry about the house! And I say fight them tooth and nail! They ain’t getting away that easy!
You think the US Gov. is bad? My wife and I once tried to buy a house from Satan. Man. Talk about a nightmare.
The government wants to hold onto a foreclosed house? We have one weird government dude.
Good luck to ya!
Can’t wait to read all the guest posters (although I hope you’ll keep us updated, too). I wanted to sign up, but I’m too chicken!
wow it sure sounds like you still have your hands full…please shout if there is anything I can do to help. I am one of the many that enjoy reading your blog. I have already stopped by to see Kate and offered to help host SOS since I know she is crazy right now too. Hang in there.
Four kids, no husband around. Definitely my version of “shoot me now” although raining at lagoon comes a close second. good luck with the leak. Sometimes owning a house sucks. Hey, maybe you can rent there afterall (’cus what you want is to raise four kids in a house you don’t even own).
Ugg! I know that when we recently tried to buy a house that seemed impossible (seriously- 45 days to negotiate?!?!?) once we gave up the ‘perfect’ house came available.
Sorry you’re living the single parent life- that stinks!!
What IS it with those Feds?!?
Wishing I could email you some chicken soup–write when you can.
xoxoxox
I just discovered your blog. I feel I’ve been missing out on so much!