The past ten days have been… blargh. Cappuccino’s glucose levels have not budged and I feel like it’s all my fault. Let me explain; since his skin is so thin it’s very easy, apparently, to pass the needle through to the other side and he won’t get the insulin he very much needs. The vet even shaved his collar area so I would get a better idea. He officially looks like a Picasso painting.
Life has also been blargh in the house hunting front. It seems like ANYTHING and EVERYTHING has gone wrong. When David and I started to look we found this Realtor through Remax. He showed us the town home we wanted to see and he asked how much we wanted to go for, so we told him. That is where everything seemed to go downhill. To me he seemed like a sleazy car salesman; he butters you up to make you think he care, when all he really cared was to get a sale in fast and it didn’t matter how run down the place is.
We went to go see about 5 places with him and each one gradually started to get closer and closer to being condemned. The last place had feces and pee on the carpet. At the time I had absolutely no sense of smell since I was sick. The first step in there I felt like I wanted to vomit. The Realtor had the nerve to say it might be the pipes, that could be fixed. There were hammer marks on all the door. His excuse was that it was a foreclosure and that we could start fresh with new doors.
David and I just about had it with all the crap that was going on with the Realtor that we’ve just about gave up. It wasn’t until I started working at the doctors office when I met Staci Wolff. She works as a technician at the doctors office, but works full-time as a Realtor. She’s honestly has been my savior angel in this whole process. I’ve noticed that she’s always giving her all that she does for everyone and not just us.
We all went to go see a couple of condos with her and David finally fell in love with a place. Usually it’s me be going ape shit over a place but he really wants this place. The best part is: it’s do-able! With our budget? WOW. lol.
Now, this runs into another problem: the lender. Since the beginning we’ve been trying to get something with Fifth Third Bank. When I mean try I mean, we’ve made appointment only to have the rep’s not show up. We finally made an appointment on Saturday and did the whole process. The man told us that everything will be ready by Tuesday, but if our Realtor wanted to get the pre-approval quicker to make on offer he would do it. So she did on Monday and left a message. Tuesday came and went; no answer. David called yesterday; nothing. I called today, so did he and so did Staci; nothing. I guess this man just fell off the face of the earth with all of our info. Great.
As I’m sitting at the office, working on some files, Staci comes up to me and asks me what the hell is up with this man. “I’d like to know too.” Lol *pause* (Something slowly starts to boil in my stomach).
At this point I fell like crying since I’ve had a really crumby week (a doctor’s visit from hell that will be my next post) and this just added to the crumminess. She whips out a paper from my stash and writes down another lenders name. She’s got a really good feeling about him and I really don’t want to doubt her good feelings. So now I have to look for all the info I need without drawing attention from my parents… What? huh?
Oh man.. This is going to be one hell of a ride.
