Sunday, July 29, 2012

Some Things Cannot Be Fixed

The words spoke to me. It made me ponder. Maybe its God's message to me.

"Maybe it's not always about trying to fix something broken. Maybe it's about starting over and creating something better." 

 I've been trying to fix something broken. I've even started over (at first by having no choice) and been trying to create something better.

However, when I feel I am at the point of moving forward and mending the break, even just a tad little, it cracks again. It becomes unglued no matter how hard I try press the broken pieces into the glue.

Maybe for me to start over and create something better I have to just walk away from the situation. I know what t I am doing is not working. I think I've invested enough time, patience, and frustration, all to just crash down on me again and again. I do have my boundaries.

So maybe I need to throw away thbroken pieces and find something brand new. Something that is whole and much better!

I don't know if this makes sense but after seeing it, I had a brainstorm, whether it makes sense or not at this point.

If you would like, you can give me your thoughts or if you like share your experiences.

Tuesday, July 17, 2012

Want a Sale? Listen!!!

Hubby and I are in process of ATTEMPTING to buy a home. I understand home buying is complicated and stressful. I know it will be a little more difficult  for us with our financial situation. However, there should be some give and take. They asked for bank statements, statements of assets, etc. We gave it to them. We asked questions regarding a modification of the home, what is the next step, etc. They respond they will get back to us or they will tell us. But the next time we talk with them, it is a different story.

When we first walked into the business just looking around, not intending to do anything but hope and see what was out there. As the salesman began interaction with us, he said, “We can get your a home.” We were frank with our financial history. “No problem” he and his boss said. So we started the grueling process with our hopes up high.

I admit, a sticky situation came up with our credit reports. We are rectifying it, or trying to anyway. They told us that would be no problem. They would work with us. They keep telling us the same thing.

We also told them Hubby works but his work hours can vary. We told them he would be out of town last week and it would be best to contact me. What do they do? They called him bright and early one morning waking him as he had been working graveyard shift.

My Hubby and I have been dealing with this salesperson for a couple of weeks now. Yesterday, I dropped off a document I had been waiting for that came in the weekend along with additional paperwork the lender asked for. So I asked what was the next step. Well, he looked at the documents and said it was not the right ones. He needed the statement, not an email. I informed him that Hubby went to the bank and that’s what they gave him. Salesperson also needed something from me that I had to contact someone. He also said in the meantime he needed Hubby to sign a document to get things rolling faster for us to get our new home.  For the 1000th time I told him Hubby’s job was unpredictable but the best bet would be maybe Thursday afternoon or Friday.

This afternoon I acquired what Salesperson needed and called him. I told him the information. Here’s how it went and tell me if I had a reason to bitch slap him. Excuse the profanity.

After I gave him the information by phone:

HE: So when can ya’ll come in to sign the document, today?
ME: I don’t know. As I said before, he is working around the area and we do not know when he will be finished.
HE: Well maybe tomorrow?
ME: I don’t know. We were thinking Thursday afternoon or Friday. (I thought LISTEN TO ME A$$Hole!)
HE: What about tomorrow, 4:30?
ME: I said, I don't know. Depends if Hubby gets off in time.
He: Cool. We’ll see you then.
ME: (Thinking WTF?)  But politely said, “We’ll see you when we get a chance.”  We exchanged good byes and hung up.

However, after the phone conversation was ended, as I was sitting frustrated,  BITCH SLAP was the first thought that came to mind that I could do to him next time I see him.  Second thought was to go and shake him with my hands around his neck with his head is flopping back and forth, side to side.demanding him to listen to me and read my lips if need be.

These kind of conversations tells us they are really NOT listening to us, it has made Hubby and I step back and think if we want to deal with them any more. They were the first ones that said they could work with us. We had talked to other salesmen at other locations who didn’t go as far as these. They brought our hopes up high. But as I think, what good will it do if they are not listening to us! 

Thankfully, we haven’t signed anything binding us to them. We will get our “good faith” deposit back if we decide to move on. And that will really suck for them because NO SALE. BOOYAH!

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Potential Plans For Noisy Neighbors

Every day upstairs our neighbors are obnoxiously inconsiderate and noisy. Hubby went to talk to them once and the guy said "F--K you" and said to call the cops when Hubby threatened to do so. There was no reasoning with these imbeciles.

We have complained and written complaints as instructed to the owners. It appears they didn't do anything about it.

We called the cops once and they can't do anything since it is inside the apartment. Actually it was 4th of July after we returned from our date. They were hitting the wall and jumping making the apartment vibrate. I hit the wall and yelled to STOP! The Buffalo just continued even more. 

When they get louder, we yell, especially Hubby when he is home.  He has the louder voice. Lately, it seems when we yell or/and hit the wall asking them to stop, they do it even more.

As a matter of fact, before the cop returned to his car, the idiot stomped just to show how much he really cared or was concerned.

I am not talking about regular walking and noises you hear in an old cheaply built apartment building. We realize we will hear some every day noises.

I am talking about stomping like buffaloes, jumping so hard shaking lighting fixtures and the whole apartment complex, kids and adults running up and down or rolling stuff, it grates on our nerves and patience, when it is nearly every single day. 

When it was the one guy that originally moved in we had no complaints. Then a roommate moved in. We believe he is the one being obnoxious and started the stomping. Then the wobbly walking baby who is less than a year old and its mother moved in. I can't say for sure how many are on the lease but we see at least 2 couples and the baby regularly. They have people who come and go, overnights. It is like Grand Central Station.

My Hubby and I agree we shouldn't stoop to their level.  However, they've made our lives stressful. We dread certain times of the day knowing they will be home.

I've had many thoughts and fantasies of ways to make them stop. But some could get me in legal trouble as well as I wouldn't have the heart to go through with it anyways but those fantasies would be so much fun!

The past few days, we have been doing a few things to attempt to annoy them, especially when they are sleeping. One day the girl came home with the baby and he was sleeping. So once they entered the apartment, I started banging the wall where I thought the baby was and I woke it up. I heard it start crying. I know it can be a break for the mother when the baby naps. I happily ruined that mother's free time that day.

One night, we blasted the TV in the bedroom knowing their bedroom is right on top of ours. I have blasted the  stereo system only for a few minutes, just to wake them up.  We bang doors, and I have a bell I ring when it is all quiet.

But I don't think they are getting the message as clear as we want. So I am going to go to Wallyworld and buy a whistle and/or horn and a bouncy ball.   When they are sleeping, I will use these items. I am not going to sit there and bounce the ball or whistle continuously. It won't be that blatant. When I don't hear anything, which means they are sleeping or at least the baby is sleeping, I will bounce the ball or whistle] until I hear stirring upstairs then I will stop. Wait for a few minutes, until it is quiet; Then do it over and over until I am satisfied.

I want them to see how annoying little things can be. I want them sleep deprived. I am tired of their bullshit.

We are still trudging through obstacles to be able to move out of here. Of course, nothing goes smoothly for us..but we are determined to do whatever we have to do to get out of here. We will be in a home in the country on almost 3 acres as soon as we can.