A Little More Coherent This Morning

Sleep always eases things. I wish I hadn’t gotten the inspection report right before I was going to bed. I finally fell asleep around midnight with the help of an Ambien.

I realized at some point that all of this is mainly just a ploy to get more money out of me. Here are their main points, other than the hot water heater.

  1. They want the plumber who does the hot water to check the leak under the kitchen sink. I am unaware of any current leak, though I had one, it has been long resolved.
  2. This one bothers me the most. They want a foundation contractor to come and check the cracks in the foundation to see if water or anything else can get in. The house is 30 years old. Of course there are settling cracks in the foundation, this is New England. We go from 100° in the summer to -20° in the winter. But there are no cracks in my floors, or walls at all to lead anyone to believe that there is any damage from these settling cracks. So I will have to research this.
  3. They want the furnace and central AC serviced. The furnace was just cleaned in January, so I’ll have to find my receipt or get another. The AC has not been serviced, but works fine. The day they were here it was 95° outside. It was 76° in the house.
  4. They want the “mold and mildew” in the basement remediated by some cleaning company. They found a rug that had gotten damp from the leakage and has a slight bit of mold on the corner. It’s a cheap scrap of rug which is getting pitched anyway. There was a slight amount of mold, and I mean slight,in the corner by the hot water tank from the leakage. I can clean that up if need be. Not paying someone.
  5. There is one support column for the overhang on my front porch that is rotted at the base. It’s covered in vinyl so I don’t know how they saw it, I never did. Anyway, they want that fixed.

I’m thinking for #’s 3, 4, and 5, I will just offer them a cash credit of $1000 at closing. Maybe my snowblower, the couches in my basement and my deck furniture, none of which I am taking and don’t want to have to bother getting rid of. I will get some advice today from the engineering dept on the foundation issue, and try to determine the cost of that. But even that I would perhaps include in the $1000 concession if it’s not a lot of money.

What surprised me is that they didn’t ask for the gutters to be cleaned, and there are plants growing out of them where the tree used to be! They weren’t accessible until I had the trees taken down this spring. So they won’t be. Nor did they ask for the ants to be remediated, so they won’t be either.

Last night I was tired and so angry about it all. Frustrated. Because I’m already spending $2400 on a new water tank for them. You’d think that would be enough. I don’t have this kind of money. Or time to coordinate all this stuff.

I didn’t hassle anyone when I bought my house in FL. We (my sister, brother-in-law and I) were worried about mold there, because it’s an old house, and it’s in Florida. The paint was all fresh but we didn’t know what the inside of the walls were like. So we paid for the mold test, which came back fine, no mold.

My house here is beautiful, and dry as a bone, and has issues that any 30 year old house might have. Which are basically none. It is well built, in a nice family neighborhood, with underground utilities, city water and city sewer. This nit-picking makes me crazy.

But it is what it is. Today I’ll start to deal with this stuff and get back to my realtor. I just can’t spend a few $1000 more on this stuff, not after the hot water heater.

The good news this morning is whatever energy I was intuiting last night seems to have subsided this morning. It actually did last night. I’m pretty sure I know where it came from. Whatever. I’ve had to deal with that for a long time now, and probably always will. A psychic told me I am probably an empath, I said, how, I don’t feel this with everyone. She said, sometimes it’s just with certain people. Well, when I was much younger, and our neighbor kid, about 19 or 20, came into our house.  It was not unusual for him to be there, he used to go water skiing with us.  But this time he made me shake, literally.  I called my ex into another room, and told him, and said “Get him OUT of this house….”  Which he did. 6 months later the kid went down the street and killed a woman trying to steal her car. So I pay attention to these feelings. But it sucks, it’s difficult for me to discern if it’s my emotions I’m feeling or someone elses. It’s like a constant hum in your ears, after a while you don’t notice it, but it’s always there.  Sometimes though it gets loud, and then I have to try to figure out whose energy it is, mine or someone elses.   Whatever, this morning it’s not so present, not so front and center in my head.

So off I go to work again. God, I’ll be so glad when I’m done doing this.

Love and light.

Inspection Report Blues

I got the inspection report on my house tonight. Nothing is terrible, but everything means that I would have to spend more money.  I drafted an answer to my realtor but didn’t send it. I need some advice so will have some people at work look at the report tomorrow. I cannot wait to get out from under this house. I love it but it’s killing me.

So I don’t have much to say tonight.

I just hate the way some people want to spend other people’s money. It’s fucking amazing. Like getting a $2400 new hot water heater isn’t enough. I’ll have to figure it out.

I’m exhausted from work, from too much to do. I just have to get out of here. I probably will have to give them a cash concession. Whatever.

So so so sick of hassle. I just can’t wait to get out of here. Feeling beat up again tonight. I should be used to it, but I’m not. I’ll bounce back, I always do. I’ve learned to take care of myself, and believe the best thing will happen for everyone’s highest good.

It’s hard sometimes though. Sick to death of the games people play with other people’s lives.

My intuition is running rampant today, tonight too. I’m feeling all kinds of emotions, not sure they are all even mine. I tend to be a bit empathetic at times. Maybe more than a bit. Not always an easy thing to deal with.

The girl I am training at work wanted to talk to me tonight after work, so we sat in my car since it was raining and talked for a few minutes.  3 times we both heard and felt a thump on the roof of my car.  As if someone was slapping their hand on the car.  Thump-thump.  I finally got out of the car and looked in the trunk, the back seat, around the car, nothing.  We both could feel it as well as see it.  I have no fucking idea what it was.  But goes hand in hand with the way my intuition, and empathy have been running. I think I’m on sensory overload at the moment.

Well, as an old Jamaican friend used to say to me, “Tomorrow’s another day darlin’” Yes, it is. Til then….

Love and light.

Haiku No. 129: Ancient Connection (4 parts)

connection2

Imperceptible
Except to her, she could feel
His torment, or joy.

It ran through her soul
Igniting threads, erratic
But never-ending.

Most days she ignored
The twinkling showers of sparks
Some days were blinding.

Honor connection
It is ancient, and holy
She’s known him, always.

Accepting What Is, and Moving Forward

I talked to my friend whose daughter was so banged up in the car accident last week. She had a really hard run. She’s moving too, only about 15 miles away, but moving. And packing up. And her daughter was so injured. I can’t imagine what she was going through. But the daughter is recovering well, is getting around ok, dealing with the pain she has but not letting it hold her down. My friend and I made plans to go to a place down at the shore this weekend and take a breather. We will both be packing and sorting all weekend. And ready for a break by Sunday afternoon.

She offered to pick me up at the airport when I fly home from Denver, which means I won’t have to pay parking for the week I’m gone.

She also said I will have a room at her house next summer, and she’s coming to FL in March, I’m pretty sure. Good times. Close friends. Love it.

I am pretty sure tomorrow I will just order a replacement tank, maybe to be delivered on Monday on Tuesday. My realtor is asking if I can get a regular hot water heater but not thinking they are gonna say yes. So it is what it is. My friend had to spend so much to get out of her house. Home ownership is not all it’s cracked up to be, let me tell you. Even if you are staying there for a long time. She and I both are of like minds, “I just want to get out of here.” A lot like when you get to the airport to go home. Just beam me up, Scotty. I don’t need the trip, I just want to be there. Overdue, you know?

Work seems hard to me lately, because I so don’t want to be there. I so just want to be in my new house, in my new life. The job keeps me tied to the past, and I’m letting go of the past. I have been focused on how hard it will be to say goodbye to my son when I get on the plane in Denver. And I should be focusing on how much fun it will be to drive across the country with him. He’s not seen any of our country, except Florida, Virginia, and the few days he spend in Colorado last February. We will have so much fun doing that, just hanging out together for those 6 days. I am looking forward to that!

I have decided to focus on the good, not the pain I will feel. This will be good for him, for me. We will always have each other. How many people even have the opportunity to drive across country with their son? I’m going to start to map it out when I’m too tired to do anything else.

I am blessed, no matter what. Fuck the hot water heater. I still have enough.

Love and light.

Haiku No. 127: Green and Blue (6 Parts)

trees and sky

Green, so green, it is
where the grass gives way to trees
Reaching for the sky.

Blue, so blue, it is
Where the sky lifts aching souls
Healing with its grace.

Between green and blue
Life grows, and glows, offering
Unlimited joy

To those who seek it.
We know it’s there, just waiting
For us to decide.

I have known both sides
Pain and joy, love and sadness.
Joy and love remain.

The blue blue will calm
As the green green nourishes.
Love always, all ways.

 

By Deborah E. Dayen

Picture from Google Images

The Gift (A Poem)

sun and moon

Dogs barking,
A plane hums overhead,
Crickets chirping,
The smell of fresh cut grass,
Children laughing,
And screen doors slamming.

And then,
The stillness takes over.
Not even a hint of a breeze,
Not a single dark cloud in the blue.
Momentarily,
Not a sound.

Summer.
A peaceful summer’s eve.
She sits in her sacred place
And listens to the sounds of the earth.
This earth,
This planet.
This body.
This heart.

She’s grateful,
Because, what else is there?
Day and night,
The sun, and the moon.
The breeze and the stillness.
The green trees and the blue sky.
The ocean and the stars.
Life, the gift.

A Glass of Wine is on the Table

I’m having a glass of wine tonight. The tank is going to cost me over $2,300. It’s something called an indirect heater, which is, per the plumber who was just here, “High-end.” I could get a whole  electric hot water heater for less than $1500, but I don’t know if I have to replace the leaking tank with what’s there. Holy shit. $2300. And I will be here for 7 more weeks.

Son of a bitch.

So I’m out in my sacred space, drinking, cooking dinner in the microwave. I texted my realtor and asked her if I can’t just put in a regular hot water heater and save $800. I have not heard yet. I mean, if I have to replace this one, I have to. I am not gonna break the contract over $800. But geezus. Flip me the frick out.

And then, there are the ants to deal with. Sigh……Maybe the house is pissed off I’m moving, lol. And I do love this house.

Not stressing, really, just freaked out. I thought it would be way cheaper because it’s not an electric hot water heater. Oh well. I guess I just let it unfold.

I have to go over my 2 quotes for moving and see if I can get a couple more. Make sure I’m comparing apples to apples.

I knew this was gonna get crazy for me, but didn’t think it would be this crazy, lol.

On top of this, I called in my diabetes meds for refills, and the most expensive one is still not covered. My dr is trying to get the insurance co. to make an exception. The assistant thought they had, but was supposed to call me back and didn’t. So I will have to go without until I get to their office and get free samples, because it’s $400 a month, just that one. It helped me lose 20 lbs, and keeps my glucose levels really decent. So maybe they got it covered, idk. I spent my lunch hour on the phone with the pharmacy and the dr’s office. That was fun. But the assistant I talked to is pretty sure they got the exception through. And they also can give me free samples to get by til the exception is through.

American health care is so f’d up. And this is supplemental Medicare insurance.

Whatever.

I’m alive, I am happy, basically. I’m moving to somewhere where I’ll never deal with winter again, and all my peeps will come to see me. Where I’ll never be cold again, never shovel snow again. Never wear gloves again. And I won’t have to work so damn hard, so many long hours, and carry so much responsibility. Like my bff said to me this am, just remember in 2 months you won’t have any debt.

Sigh……. that fact makes me want to lay in the breeze and feel the wind on my skin, lol.

So if it does in fact cost me an extra $3000, it’s worth it. I will make it back somehow. The plan is still perfect.

Love and light…..

Not Stressing, I’m NOT Stressing. Am I?

I was up at 4:45 this morning.  Transferring money around so I can pay for the dang hot water tank.  Then trying to get estimates on replacing it.  Then thinking about all the other crap I have to do in a relatively short time.

I also got, as part of the inspection, a pest control report that said I have carpenter ants and that they could treat them for $350.  I was like maybe some cans of Raid?  Geezus.  And I know the buyers will want a licensed company to do the work.  Maybe I can trade my snow blower and just let them do it.  Or the couches in my sons room.  Something.  Geezus, I don’t want to spend that kind of money.  The ants only appeared this year, like one or two a day I see.  $350?  Cripes.

But I’m not going to stress.  I am going to have to take a day or two off of work to get this crap done though.  I still have to go over my moving estimates and get that squared away.

I need to make a list, a long list, lol, so I don’t find myself at the end of the 6 weeks, trying to deal with something major.

But as I said to my bff this morning, not gonna get to worked up.  Life has thrown me much harder curves than this, and I am still here.  At the end of the day, or 2 months from now, I’ll be on the beach in Florida with a cold drink, and the hot water tank and the ants will be a memory.

Love and light.