May 29
From my brain
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2008
Me 08:13, 29 May 2008 (EDT)
For no particular fixed reason, I'm already popping Advil. I feel like I have a spike in my forehead, cold and dull. Not sure if it's the visit to the house yesterday, the guild headaches, or what.
Ugh. /advil
Me 11:09, 29 May 2008 (EDT)
I'm kinda bouncing in my chair at the moment...
- This is what the showing agent gave us on feed back!
- They are thinking real hard about this one. I'll let you know ASAP if they decide to do anything. If you don't hear from us, it will be because it was too much work. Can you send me a property disclosure just in case. Ffax 890-xxxx or e-mail it.
- I will send the disclosure now. I’ll keep my fingers crossed. Sincerely, RealtorLady
Be calm, be calm. Don't get your hopes up. Breathe.
Me 11:11, 29 May 2008 (EDT)
Then again, maybe it's the sugar hitting me from the Der Dutchman Donut...
Me 16:18, 29 May 2008 (EDT)
Complete and total mind screw:
- Lowest scored employee evaluation of my 14 years at the company, yet I'm hopeful because there's room for a plan for my future...both here or without.
- The offer came in...a full $15K LOWER than our asking price, which was already $15K lowered from our original asking price. The current amount is actually $9K lower than what we paid for the house to begin with.
I'll be calling Countrywide tonight and telling them that we've got an official offer.
My head is swimming.
Me 19:00, 29 May 2008 (EDT)
So, RealtorLady asked me to get from Countrywide...
- Total amount of payoff
- Are they covering the property taxes with what's left?
- Can they turn on the utilities for an inspection?
- Do they have a separate special form to give her authorization to be released information / speak to the lender?
Well, #1, has to get faxed because their automated system SUCKS. The second and third can't be handled because we have to wait five business days to hear back. The fourth is just a free-form letter.
So...we wait, because in the morning I have to send...
- Contract For Sale
- Est. Net Sheet (which we already have)
- Authorization to Realtor (fax to 800-658-0395)
- Make sure that the Loan number and property address everywhere on everything
2006
Me 13:00, 23 September 2008 (EDT)
NOTE I'm writing this after the fact purely for point of reference for this post. I had it as a doc on my memory stick, but for some reason never blogged it. I had created it for my coworkers and handed it out to everyone. It was written on 5/30/2006, references Monday, and so I'm sticking it here. ENJOY!
Inevitable Question: What the hell did he do to his arm?
Select from the following:
- Bar fight: Gotta keep those skills up. Shoulda seen the other guy, I cut him to pieces,; tore him limb from limb.
- Fought me a b’ar this weekend. Went a ‘coon huntin wit da boys and dis ol’ grizzly comes outa nowhere. Put up a heck of a fight, but I done wrassled him down.
- A tree fell on me.
I’m writing this to spare everyone around my desk from hearing the story too many times.
We needed to cut down a couple ornamental pear trees in our yard. Both of the trees were about 30 feet tall. The picture to the right is a bit shorter than the ones we had (the ladder was 20 feet, and each had 10-15 above it while I was up there). First one came down with few issues on Saturday. The second…the one closer to the house…was slated for Monday.
All of the lower branches were trimmed off quickly with limb shears, and then I proceeded up the ladder to use the chainsaw to take off a larger branch. That came down without incident so I took off a couple higher branches as well before repositioning the ladder for the main cut.
Now, the main cut SHOULD have been done as shown in the second picture. However, if you invert that wedge, that’s more like what we did. Regardless, after making the wedge, I started cutting from behind to have the tree fall toward the wedge.
The chainsaw got stuck. Try as I might, no matter how much my father-in-law pulled on the rope, no go, it was stuck. So, I got a mallet to try and pop it out. It moved a bit and almost came out. After a few more taps with the mallet and wiggling it the chainsaw back and forth in the tree I heard a rather alarming CRACK.
NOTE: This is not something you want to hear 20 feet up in the air in a ladder with a large tree being above the cracking noise.
I then screamed, “Dad! PULL!!!” He pulled. I pushed. It cracked again…and leaned toward the house. I pushed harder, and he pulled harder. It leaned more, and then gave way. The trunk at least went on the far side of the tree, but the rest of the 10 feet of tree…branches and all came down over my head, neck and shoulders.
The scrapes on my arm look more like answer #2 above, and the rest of me feels like I was in #1.
Worst: I lost my best pair of sunglasses down there. They’re still under the tree…somewhere.
