Exhaustion..

Is starting to set in.

1am is coming up and I still have so much to do.

The building inspector will be here at 9am.

I have paint drying in window frames.

I have hair drying on my head so that I don't have to have a shower in the morning because the caulking is still drying in the tub surround.

I am trying to finish up some more typing for Dr. H because I have written so many cheques and withdrawn so much cash this week that my overdraft is in overdraft.

The whole left side of my left hand has completely gone numb - either from bleach poisoning or typing - who can be sure of these things.

I have probably purchased a home that I spent less than half an hour in. OMG!! LOL - That's soooooooooo me!! I either over analyze a purchase to death and kill the deal or I impulse shop!!

So...am I happy....yippy skippy!! Mike and Riley are elated but scared to believe that it might really happen. We're all kinda scared to get our hopes up.

The end of our misery is near. I do believe we'll have most of our answers in about 12 hours. After our buyer has her building inspector through, and her financing is clear, then Bob will contact Cathie (the WF agent) and let her know to put the former offer ppl on notice and they will have 48 hours to come up with a way to buy the house.

If they can't (keeping my positive pants on here) then it's a done deal!

Sandra (yup, that one from the candle factory, facebook, and GNO gone bad) works at my lawyers, and she told me today that very rarely do the potential buyers have a back up plan if they can't sell their house (been there when Nelson Street slipped away from us).

Going....going.....

Joanne Didn't Call...

Joanne Didn't Call....Which is totally weird because Grace is in heat...

Joanne always calls when Grace is in heat so when I came home from work tonight and heard Grace yelping like Yanni, I thought for sure I'd hear from JoJo...but it's after 10 and the phone hasn't rang. However, I rest easy in knowing that Grace will be in heat for at least another 4 or 5 days....

So...things are progressing along regarding our little real estate thingy.

Suffice it to say, I will never be a real estate tycoon, nor will I ever decide to be a real estate agent, a mortgage broker, a house flipper, a building inspector or anything remotely involved in buying/selling or trading homes. To be quite honest, at this stage, I may never be interested in doing this again. So if this deal falls thru, I may just stay where I am. If this deal goes thru, I may just stay on my sweet little ass in WF til the cows come home and Hell freezes over (if it hasn't already)...

Which leads into...

The building inspection went well. Gord (the inspector) wasn't able to assess all aspects of the outside of the house due to WF being under 12" of snow (YAYYYYYYYYYY!!!! - snowmobiles, sleds, and snowdays for us - maybe!) but all in all, the house isn't gonna slide into the falls or into the mill!

The financing is AOK! YAYYYY!! - money to buy a house and pay off the debts!!

The insurance is AOK!! Yayyy!! - if the house slides into the falls or into the mill - we're covered!!

Now - we wait on our buyer - her money looks good - but we have to be sure.

She is sending her inspector here on Thursday morning at 9 and she reviews it with him at 10am. We should have all our answers later that day or early Friday!! I'm a bit worried about the inspection...of course, I am....I'm a worrier .. right Jo? 'Sides, she got an inspector from C'leith. Isn't he bound to be a snot? Hmmmm.

So, we've done all kinds of work 'round here today/tonight in prep of the unknown and are keeping stuff crossed.

BTW - the mutt is doing fabulously on the raw diet. His coat is incredible, his demeanor is almost sweet, and his itchies are completely gone.

Missin my Dad alot this week. xoxo

The Lesson To Be Learned?!

So I'm not a patient person!
I get that!!!!

BUT WHAT THE HELL?!!

I have to wait on the building inspection in order for the insurance company to tell the mortgage company that they would insure the home.
Then the mortagage company tells CMHC that they will back us.

Then, we have to wait on our buyer to send in her building inspector to tell her insurance company that our house is safe to insure so that her mortgage company can tell CMHC that they can back her.

Then when all the ducks are lined up and the sold sticker is about to be slapped on our sign...

We have to wait again....

Why? Well because...we have to wait on the ppl who we're going to buy the house from to notify the ppl who put in the conditional offer on the house in WF....then those ppl have 48 hours to "shit or get off the pot" so we then have to hope, pray etc that they don't pull a rabbit out of their ass and come up with a bowl of lucky charms and buy the house.

THEN...and only then...will we maybe, sorta, kinda, have sold our house, and bought a house!!

IF we pull this off....we may just be able to accomplish our original goal which was really never about moving to the country as much as it was about paying off our debt....

IF this works out...we should be debt free...'cept for a still VERY reasonable mortgage.

We will fulfill our promise to ourselves when we listed this house 6 months ago.
1. We will cut up all our credit cards but one (we need it for concert tickets, monthly insurance premiums for the dog, and emergencies).
2. We will pay off our overdraft protection and have it reduced to the bare minimum.
3. We will pay off our line of credit and have it reduced to 25% so that even if we "rack it up" again, we can pay it off in a couple of paycheques
4. We will save for large ticket items - not buy and then pay (unless the deal is "in our face" or an emergency arises (ie. furnace etc)
5. We will use an allowance of cash from our paycheques rather than our debit cards
6. We will keep our receipts and start to track our spending
7. We will teach Riley from our mistakes
8. I will sleep again

I really hope that we can follow thru on these seemingly impossible and unrealistic goals. After reading and watching so much on debt management and budget planning, the above goals seem to be the only way that ppl manage to live by it.

So...the lesson learned? Do not live on credit.

Going Secretarial...

I'm armpit deep in paper work at work and it sucks.
It's stressing me out.
Then I come home to what should be my relaxing time, and find that I'm again, armpit deep in keyboard work for my other "job" and it sucks.
It's stressing me out.

Then I go to bed and what should be my sleeping time, becomes my me time and I wind up watching reality TV and yanno what, I don't give a rats ass what other critics say...reality TV does NOT SUCK!! LOL
It's NOT stressing me out!!

I LOVE Tori & Dean - (Tori's relationship with her Mom reminds me of where mine seems be headed with my own) I LOVE Holmes on Holmes (always great to see the outcome of a tear down) and I LOVE Til Debt do us Part (I swear I will learn to budget from Gail) ..oh and The Biggest Loser is another favorite except I think I'm watching reruns from at least 3 seasons ago.

Good old boob tube...about the only thing that's not stressing me out these days.

So.....I'm excited, pensive and hopeful. We go to see the house in WF tomorrow which is cool...uh huh...but what is cooler still, is that the woman who put in the low ball offer (a woman after my own heart obviously) on our house, is coming back tomorrow to see our house....and our realtor expects another offer to come with the viewing....keep your fingers crossed ladies and gents...that Merv is up there working out some sort of life plan for all of us, but most especially for Riley. We're doing what we do for that Gomie of ours...and we're not sure what's right. I really need Merv's guidance on this one....and although I can hear some of his random thoughts....."What's your hurry?" or "Where's your money tree seeds?" I just can't hear what it is he'd really guide me towards this time......I guess I just need to let him steer me...Rocklyn had felt so right, but after all this time with nothing happening...something must not be.

Mike reminded me tonight of how he had despised his parents for moving from the beach to Rocklyn...how he had hated everything about the move...until he found me and that if they had not moved there and uprooted him, we wouldn't be together today. . . therefore, perhaps the reason that my Dad always insisted that I get my Jeep serviced in WF? Maybe he knew I would continue to trust Jamie (my mechanic) and Jamie would continue to treat me with respect and honesty...and that one day, I would find the perfect place for my family??? Or is this all bullshit?? LOL

Dad taught me patience. I'm not good at it. He taught me that things that are going to happen, just do. Whether or not you stay up all night and worry about something, there's not a damn thing that will change the outcome.

The dog, the car, the house, Aunt Wilda, JoJos Jim, the $, and the beard.

THE DOG may or may not have got stung by a bee, but either way wound up on an emergency trip to the vet yet again as he nearly went into anaphalytic shock yesterday. Mike was a mess. He loves his poor luppy puppy so very much. Emerson is much better today.

THE CAR konked out on the road while Mike had the dog loaded in it on the way to the emergency trip to the vet. He thinks it is the alternator, but right now is not going to put anymore money into it. It breaks his heart (I think) because part of his identity lies in the "green machine"....but it's time to move on....Mom is offering up the mini-van.
Wouldn't Dad be doing flips if he knew that not only were there emergency trips by ME to get our DOG to the vet, but that I was considering allowing a MINIVAN in our driveway and moving to the COUNTRY???

THE HOUSE still has not sold, but tonight while getting my jeep serviced by Jamie in the Falls, I noticed a for sale sign on a quaint brick and gingerbread house across the road. Came home and researched it. The price is right, location is good, inside seems roomy, etc. I've emailed Bob, and if possible will try to get a gander at it this weekend and perhaps see about an offer. Maybe this is why Merv hasn't been helping us out?! Maybe he has a plan for us?! Maybe the plan wasn't to be in Rocklyn but to be across from my mechanic? So that Riles could apprentice, be close to nature, and the Falls (fishing, hunting, etc). Mike and I would be half way between our jobs, both of us could carpool with others from there. We wouldn't be across from the crazy in-laws. I don't know....Merv...whatcha saying?????

AUNT WILDA came home from the hospital today. Useless nurses at the Meaford hospital didn't even offer to wheel my 80 year old aunt to the car and worse still, told her, to tell her Dr. that they weren't taking more of her blood because it was a waste of their time. My other aunt, is filing a complaint as she stood and listened to them all arguing over their break times instead of getting the wheelchair as requested by Dr. Wong. Ridiculous.....

JOJO's JIM is sick....and that worries me. Her blog made me cry.

$ - I need some.

THE BEARD - Well, Mike finally shaved. He figured with all the bad luck circling us, that perhaps it could only bring us good luck if he shaved. I hope he's right....we need all the luck we can get.

I must remember to ask Eric to kiss the blarney stone...

Helluva Long Time...

Since I last posted here...

I have excuses and valid reasons...bullshit and good stories, jokes and stories so sad you'll weep.

Five days after my last post, my Dad died....and it changed my life forever. I know that sounds dramatic but if you could have known my Dad or if you had the time to listen to the stories he had to tell you, you'd understand that it's not so farfetched to say that my life will never be the same without him.

So....with that said...be prepared that many of my future posts (if there are any beyond tonight) will be peppered with Merv references, and luckily for the readers (if there are any) this is an online blog, so you'll never really know if I'm cryin' or laffin' as I type my lil ol' heart out.

What else has happened in the last 9 months? Hmmm....
1. Dad died the day before my Mom's birthday
2. I turned 39 (ouch)
3. My husband got a dog (while I was on morphine)
4. My son finished his first year of highschool
5. My son tried to keep up the farm work but encountered resistance from my brother - long story - to be told later
6. I had gallbladder surgery
7. We listed our house and 6 months later, it still has not sold
8. My relationship with my brother has bit the dust entirely
9. Facebook has become a daily part of our lives...odd!

Thanks to JoJo, I may start blogging once again. I'm sorta, kinda sad that I didn't use this blog as a place to document the last nine months of hellish emotions instead of JoJo's shoulder.....it mighta been a good source of somekindahealingbullshit to come back here and see how far I've come or slipped.....
However, I'm sure JoJo could tell me that too...she's always willing to tell me I have too many jammies...

Irritated

That's me in one word and why the fuck does that word have two of nearly every letter?

Seems nearly everywhere I go on the web, I get irritated. Almost irrationally so.
I spend a lot of time on a few boards on line and at two of my favorites I'm ready to just blow a gasket. People are really rude. Those who are rude seem to encourage the stupid to post too. Then the rude and the stupid get together and start a conversation that is about as interesting as watching ice melt.
IRL if people spoke like that, I'd never hang with them, so why do I online? Perhaps it's like a bad trainwreck, I just cannot frikin leave in case I miss the next stupid sentence?

I was a SAHM for a long time. I get boredom and the need for adult convo but for the love of god....get a life.

NO, you are not ALWAYS sick...what you are is in need of attention!!! How do you catch germs when you NEVER leave your home?

If your DH is the ONLY real income earner in your home for the past 5 years while you are at home spending his money on party decorations, booze, or dollarstore items for RESALE (OMG) then shouldn't the poor bastard be allowed a 4 wheel toy??? I think so.

Why complain that your DH never takes the kids anywhere when you don't either? Maybe he realizes they are not disciplined enuff to go out in public because Mom never pays attention to them while she is online all day?

Why is that the SAHM's I encounter cannot go to the grocery store or craft store with their child in tow yet expect their DH to take same said child to the hardware store or church?

I'm on the board because I want to create some ART. Not counsel and commiserate about someones life and prop them up in a fantasy world where what I think is ridiculous is somehow acceptable

When I talk about the US election with US boardies...they don't know WTF I'm talking about!
When I talk about celebrity gossip with boardiers...they they don't watch the news!
How are these ppl getting by IRL? Aren't the "real" people around them extremely bored with them if they have nothing to contribute except what they've read or seen online all day?

My other half - EHSB will "get" this post....the rest of you won't, and that will IRRITATE you.

This post will self destruct in 24 hours.

First of February

This morning started off a little rocky. Got up late in the middle of a snowstorm. Decided to stay in my jammies and called the boss. Didn't grab a shower or really get my thoughts together when suddenly I look outside and see that the sun is shining and the snow has stopped. So off I go. I sure could have used another snow day this week to get my typing done and to putter around in my jammies with no one else at home. Doc was pleased to see me tho!

So, I've bought a pair of running shoes, I already own a treadmill, some work out videos, a stability ball, some weights, and some kickass work out music...why am I sitting in front of my pc in my jammies instead of making use of the time to work out and earn some APs? I somehow need to become a work out junkie. When I get obsessed with something, I become and absolute junkie, totally a slave to whatever I'm obsessed with at the moment. How the hell am I going to become a skinny barbie bitch if I don't get off my ass?

Maybe I need to look at the reasons I want to be thin and post them somewhere. I honestly don't think I eat too much, I do believe I eat the wrong things, but never too much....it's pure laziness that is keeping me from shedding all this fat that obviously does not belong to me.

Motivate me.....Tell me your favorite work out tunes...

I've been married nearly 10 years and even then, I was struggling with my weight...I'm disgusted to realize that I've let 10 years go by without getting really downright dirty serious about getting healthy and fit.

Random Thursday

So today my Dad had a stress test with the doc to see if his heart is still strong after coming thru his stroke, seizure and rehabilitation. He wants to have a total knee replacement as soon as possible as at this point, he is reduced to a walker and none too happy about it. Suni says his ticker is fine but he'll have to wait at least 6 more mths before undergoing surgery...

I feel like I'm slipping a bit with my WW plan. The first week, I kept the points tracker page open all the time to remind myself where I was at. This week, I keep thinking I'll remember to add the points and I do, eventually, sometimes well after I've gone into my flex points. I'm promising myself I won't do that next week.

I pulled a whack of old photos old of an old magnetic/sticky page album tonight a) so I could use the album for my die cuts portfolio and b) because I got a new pocket album to protect those photos better.

Bittersweet going thru the photos - they were of my college days. I don't feel as old as I am. My chin was looking at the photos with me and wondering when it will get my face to itself again - its sick of sharing with the other chins!

I'm thinking it might be smart to take all these old photos and scan them to discs for safe keeping...

My question of the night is: What is the best type of sports bra for an overly endowed girl like me?

End of January

So, not so much an adventure as a late venture into blogging.

I've decided to dip my unpainted, unmanicured toes into the world of blogging which I see much as an online diary....it's up to me whether I share the link with my Mom though huh?

It's after 11 here and I should be dancing with the sugarplum fairies but today was a snow day so I collapsed for a couple of cat naps earlier and am somewhat awake now.

I guess I should put some stuff of interest on my first post...for later... for when life is different.

I'm 38 ... almost 39 which really doesn't bother me.

I currently have purply curly hair... recently dyed.

Daughter to Muriel & Merv for almost 39 years

Sister to Brian for almost 35 years.

Wife to Mike for almost 10 years.

Mother to Riley for almost 15 years.

Surrogate Mother to five cats....Dino, Daisy, Gabby, Cleo and Grace.

I love my career for the past 4 years as a medical secretary to a female Internist.

I quit smoking on April 24 2007 - just over 9 months ago.

I started online WeightWatchers on January 14 - just over 2 weeks ago.

I love shopping, mucking about on my PC, my jammies, my Jeep, cats, U2 and CSI

Favorite drink is now and always has been PEPSI

Favorite snack is now and always has been CHEERIOS by the handful, straight outta the box

Favorite food is now and always has been CHOCOLATE

I hate grocery shopping, cooking, spiders and unreasonable people.

Least favorite drink is now and always has been MILK

Least favorite snack is now and always has been RAISINS

Least favorite food is now and always has been TOMATOES