. . .there's no place like home, there's no place like home.
Then six months and eight days later someone heard me and said "Oh my bad, go home gurl!". Yes that's right I am home...so weird to say but I am finally back in my house. It was a nightmare of a process and I know there are many others that are still fighting the good fight but I made it to round 6, TKO...mortgage company went down and I am no longer homeless.
Now all I have to do is make it more homey. I dust daily and there is still a layer of Sheetrock dust on everything (ah the joys of remodeling :P). I swear I empty one box and turn around and there are 3 more. How are they multiplying?! I didn't know my Lowe's boxes were capable of reproduction. That and my personal items seem to have expanded as well. I guess they had nothing else to do in the storage unit except make more of themselves. With that said I am going to have one heck of a haul to Goodwill because all this crap is not coming back in...only the necessities.
We decided to go with all tile...no carpet. Which is awesome because our fur babies shed like there is no tomorrow. But holy cold floor Batman! I swear our house is 10 degrees cooler which in the summer will be awesome but right now I am on a mission to find my slippers, burr! We will also be purchasing a few area rugs but we are loving the no carpet thing.
I am still having one minor fight. The individual that is still on the loan (which will change as soon as I can refinance) is giving me a migraine. He is refusing to sign the final check saying he wants proof of work done. As in detailed invoices from my contractor. The only reason I can see him wanting this is because he plans on keeping some of the final check so he can profit off of my loss. What a douche! As long as the house is repaired and actually better than is was before. . . what is the big deal. I am not making a profit. I depleted my savings so that I could get the work completed. Otherwise the final check would have taken forever and my contractor would have stopped work and I would not be home yet. I told him this in a few more words and he stopped replying. I have no idea what that means. He is not entitled to the check. I paid for the insurance, I live there, I handled all the BS and I have a gaping hole in my savings. I'm talking like a $8,000 hole in there. This is like my life so far savings (so 30 years of saving, whatever). Its only fair that the $8,000 be put back in there...right. And whatever is left is going to the stupid sewage problem we recently had fixed, a new fence, new exterior doors and painting the exterior. Oh and part of it is going to the Aunt and Uncle that let us live in their condo for FREE for 6 months. They are still paying the mortgage and didn't charge us a dime. I think we owe them something!
So I guess I am still fighting the good fight, my opponent just changed back to the one I've been fighting since 2007.
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