New Era
Today marks the beginning of a new chapter in my life.
Monday I moved into my new house. You will get to see pictures as soon as it's organized. Give me a few weeks to get settled. It's daunting to actually have my name on a deed and all that jazz, but I'm excited too. And I am hoping soon enough I will stop hemorrhaging money. Between my downpayment for the house (the biggest check I have ever written), the painter, the movers and all the things a new house needs, I am figuring it will definitely take me until 2042 to get everything paid off.
Originally I'd come over here to write a post on all the trials and tribulations I've encountered in the last four months while attempting to become a homeowner.
And then I realized: I own a home. And it's nice and warm and all my utilities are paid for this month, which means I'll be warm and clean for another month.
Life is good, friends.
I am sick of drama, and I am closing the door on that page and moving on with my life. Yes, I'm surrounded by boxes and not sure exactly when I'll dig out, but that's not a terrible problem to have.
The rest will figure itself out. The past is done, and all you can do is learn from your mistakes and move forward. That's it. No one has a wayback machine to fix the shit that didn't get done the first time. No one.
My problems could be much worse, and there's no point in stirring up drama when it doesn't need to be there.
Here's praying everyone else feels the same way about it.
Since we last talked...
Wow, what a month it’s been. When I last talked to you all, I was supposedly closing on my house “any day now.” Well, it’s been a month, and I’m still waiting to close on my house “any day now.” I will believe that I own a house when I have keys in my hand. And if it doesn’t happen soon, I’m taking the money I’ve saved up and going to Europe.
As soon as I renew my passport.
I haven’t even officially become a homeowner, and there’s already drama with my HOA. I can’t wait until I can get on the board and shake things up. The newest thing is that we have to buy parking stickers that have to be on our cars or they’re going to tow our own vehicles out of our own numbered parking spots?
That is officially one of the top-ten dumbest things I’ve ever heard. There’s this thing in life called being a grown-up. And part of being a grown-up means if someone is parking in your assigned, numbered parking space, which I might mention is deeded to you and is your own personal property and you don’t like it, you have a few options. You can a) tell them to get off your property or b) call a tow truck and have their ass towed. It’s really not that complicated.
Welcome to home ownership.
But now we have to have parking passes, which we have to pay money for. To park in our own numbered, assigned, deeded parking spots. Which is kind of bullshit, because it IS my property. And if I want to let you park on my property and park my car elsewhere (which I am sometimes known to do when I have guests), then that’s my god-given right. We did that in our assigned parking spaces in college, and it wasn’t an issue. You know why? Because unless we called to complain, no one actually knew there was someone parking in our spot. I’m guessing that in addition to paying for parking passes, I’m also paying to have tow trucks patrol our neighborhood and look for stickers. And they will, because they can make a lot of money that way. And someone’s going to get accidentally towed and there’s going to be some pissed off people, unlike the other way around.
I guess if that is the biggest issue I have, I will be OK. And, really, the fact that I was hoping to close this week, and it’s really not looking good is about to become my biggest issue.
Urgh. Remind me again why I wanted to buy a house?
Nah, it’ll be fine, just as soon as I get settled. I’m just freaking out because I have a lot to do and I am running out of time. But I’ll get it done; I always do.
