Dave
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First, nothing is happening to this place. It's snug as a bug in rug. I have it covered for at LEAST the next six months and by then things should be more stable.
I have stated already in the rant thread that I'm losing my house. Common knowledge. BUT...here's how my last week has gone:
Thursday, December 22: Met with a lawyer and found out that we could save our house, even though it would still be outside our price range. If we cut out some things we could (barely) afford it. This is what we chose.
Friday, December 23: Neighbors call on my car. It gets towed. So much for being able to pay for the lawyer fee for keeping the house.
Saturday, December 24: Not a bad day, all things considered. Something was happening but we didn't know it. Because...
Sunday, December 25: Day starts with a phone call from my sister. My father had fallen and broken his hip - the previous evening at 8 pm!! Seems neither he nor my mother wanted to other anyone. Think about that. For 12 hours he lay on the floor with a broken hip. Mom gave him some Tylenol. I spent the rest of the day in the hospital.
Monday, December 26: Spent the day at the hospital but found out that they couldn't do anything for my father because the break was right above the pin they put in his hip when they replaced it a number of years ago. So he'd be going to a Skilled Nursing facility for rehab.
Here's where it all gets interesting. My sister has power of attorney. What we'd discussed and planned was for me and my wife to move in with my parents to help them out. I'd already made it quite plain that after I would like to have the house. My brother and sister could split everything else - including all the life insurance policies. They'd get a lot more than I but I don't care.
I found out yesterday that my sister won't give me the house because of what happened with mine. Disregard the fact that I wouldn't have a house payment and money would no longer be an issue. She states that as I'm not handy with a hammer that she wants the house to go to someone who could take care of it. Don't know who that would be but I'm thinking one of her kids will get it.
So fuck her. The wife and I are looking for an apartment here in Omaha. I know that will end up being a burden to my parents as they won't have anyone around to look after them, but I won't move my family only to get kicked out after a couple months or even a couple years. She wants to figure out how to take care of them? Fine. Have fun. So I feel like an asshole for doing that to my parents, but there you have it.
Couple of issue with that, though. Losing our house means that our credit is shit. We're having issues finding an apartment that will take us. Add in the fact that our HHR is in my dad's name and this means we'll be losing it soon. If we can't find a place to stay we'll be homeless in about 2 weeks.
Couple of things. First, I am NOT accepting money or anything else. Money isn't the problem, really. I still have a good job, just that with everything that has gone on (including my paychecks being garnished due to student loans!) our credit is making it hard. Second, I'm only making this post because very soon I might disappear and I wanted you to know why. Oh, I'll still be on during my work times when I can, but any issues probably won't be able to be handled right away. You'll have to be patient with me. Of course, if we find a place this will all be moot. I sure hope it's all fucking moot!
So there you have it. The saga of Dave. I do have to apologize to Dirona, though. She won the book contest and I haven't sent it to my friend yet to get signed.
Maybe I'll go sell a kidney or something....
I have stated already in the rant thread that I'm losing my house. Common knowledge. BUT...here's how my last week has gone:
Thursday, December 22: Met with a lawyer and found out that we could save our house, even though it would still be outside our price range. If we cut out some things we could (barely) afford it. This is what we chose.
Friday, December 23: Neighbors call on my car. It gets towed. So much for being able to pay for the lawyer fee for keeping the house.
Saturday, December 24: Not a bad day, all things considered. Something was happening but we didn't know it. Because...
Sunday, December 25: Day starts with a phone call from my sister. My father had fallen and broken his hip - the previous evening at 8 pm!! Seems neither he nor my mother wanted to other anyone. Think about that. For 12 hours he lay on the floor with a broken hip. Mom gave him some Tylenol. I spent the rest of the day in the hospital.
Monday, December 26: Spent the day at the hospital but found out that they couldn't do anything for my father because the break was right above the pin they put in his hip when they replaced it a number of years ago. So he'd be going to a Skilled Nursing facility for rehab.
Here's where it all gets interesting. My sister has power of attorney. What we'd discussed and planned was for me and my wife to move in with my parents to help them out. I'd already made it quite plain that after I would like to have the house. My brother and sister could split everything else - including all the life insurance policies. They'd get a lot more than I but I don't care.
I found out yesterday that my sister won't give me the house because of what happened with mine. Disregard the fact that I wouldn't have a house payment and money would no longer be an issue. She states that as I'm not handy with a hammer that she wants the house to go to someone who could take care of it. Don't know who that would be but I'm thinking one of her kids will get it.
So fuck her. The wife and I are looking for an apartment here in Omaha. I know that will end up being a burden to my parents as they won't have anyone around to look after them, but I won't move my family only to get kicked out after a couple months or even a couple years. She wants to figure out how to take care of them? Fine. Have fun. So I feel like an asshole for doing that to my parents, but there you have it.
Couple of issue with that, though. Losing our house means that our credit is shit. We're having issues finding an apartment that will take us. Add in the fact that our HHR is in my dad's name and this means we'll be losing it soon. If we can't find a place to stay we'll be homeless in about 2 weeks.
Couple of things. First, I am NOT accepting money or anything else. Money isn't the problem, really. I still have a good job, just that with everything that has gone on (including my paychecks being garnished due to student loans!) our credit is making it hard. Second, I'm only making this post because very soon I might disappear and I wanted you to know why. Oh, I'll still be on during my work times when I can, but any issues probably won't be able to be handled right away. You'll have to be patient with me. Of course, if we find a place this will all be moot. I sure hope it's all fucking moot!
So there you have it. The saga of Dave. I do have to apologize to Dirona, though. She won the book contest and I haven't sent it to my friend yet to get signed.
Maybe I'll go sell a kidney or something....
