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Sep. 1st, 2004 02:43 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
cabbitzillaYes, I've been missing in action. This is mostly an I'm not dead! post, so that folks won't worry.
What's happening? My stress levels have shot through the roof, with the upcoming move and last minute adjustments to plans that thoroughly complicate matters, but will work much better for the long term.
Real Estate Foo:
Rather than include the house on the bankruptcy, it's going to be repaired and re-sold. The real estate agent involved is someone Megan and I both consider family, so there's no lingering trust issues. She's been into the house and looked over the entries on my list, agreed that for Megan and I they -were- crippling faults, but that they could be repaired simply enough once we were out of the house. She's waiving large chunks of her personal fees and entitlements, and the cleaning/packing guru she found to help me AND the handyman to fix things once we're out are more than willing to wait until closing on the sale of the house to be paid... and are both working at 60% of their normal fees as favors to the the real estate agent.
Said agent blew my mind to powder by informing me that as the house sits right -now-, she could get an easy $100k out of it. To back that up, she brought me inspection and sale specs on the last ten houses to have sold in this development. All had smaller yards, three had smaller square footage, two had no driveway, and only one of them had a fireplace. The lowest pertinent sale was $174k.
Which leaves me wondering what I've missed about this neighborhood, for it to be such hot property. o.0
Good news, yes, but it had a major share in kicking my stress levels up to and well beyond what I've dealt with in the last couple years. Which brings a lovely little formula into play:
And repeat, ad infinitum, ad nauseum.
So where've I be? Trying to sleep, trying to play RO, trying to keep up on my email, and trying no throttle random people who've really done nothing but be where I can see them. Yah, I've been in a right pleasant mood, I have. Which is a large part of the reason I've not been anywhere -else-, if that makes any sense. But I am alive, and I'm still fighting.
And the clock ticks down to armageddon...
What's happening? My stress levels have shot through the roof, with the upcoming move and last minute adjustments to plans that thoroughly complicate matters, but will work much better for the long term.
Real Estate Foo:
Rather than include the house on the bankruptcy, it's going to be repaired and re-sold. The real estate agent involved is someone Megan and I both consider family, so there's no lingering trust issues. She's been into the house and looked over the entries on my list, agreed that for Megan and I they -were- crippling faults, but that they could be repaired simply enough once we were out of the house. She's waiving large chunks of her personal fees and entitlements, and the cleaning/packing guru she found to help me AND the handyman to fix things once we're out are more than willing to wait until closing on the sale of the house to be paid... and are both working at 60% of their normal fees as favors to the the real estate agent.
Said agent blew my mind to powder by informing me that as the house sits right -now-, she could get an easy $100k out of it. To back that up, she brought me inspection and sale specs on the last ten houses to have sold in this development. All had smaller yards, three had smaller square footage, two had no driveway, and only one of them had a fireplace. The lowest pertinent sale was $174k.
Which leaves me wondering what I've missed about this neighborhood, for it to be such hot property. o.0
Good news, yes, but it had a major share in kicking my stress levels up to and well beyond what I've dealt with in the last couple years. Which brings a lovely little formula into play:
More Stress = Higher Pain = More Stress
= Worsening Psoriasis = More Stress
= Less Sleep = More StressAnd repeat, ad infinitum, ad nauseum.
So where've I be? Trying to sleep, trying to play RO, trying to keep up on my email, and trying no throttle random people who've really done nothing but be where I can see them. Yah, I've been in a right pleasant mood, I have. Which is a large part of the reason I've not been anywhere -else-, if that makes any sense. But I am alive, and I'm still fighting.
And the clock ticks down to armageddon...
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Date: 2004-09-01 08:46 pm (UTC)Get better soon, dearie; We miss you at SMT, and I miss nattering at you. Writing this from Teh Office-uu of Wonder-uu. So I'ma back to work. Remember to tell me when your address changes so I can ship along the stuff I have to ship.
One last note: Be sure to check my site over the weekend; I'll be posting Cumberland pics. I'd ask about visiting, but it sounds you're not in the mood. :p
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Date: 2004-09-01 10:57 pm (UTC)*hugs*
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Date: 2004-09-02 12:04 am (UTC)Might be open Monday or so, if 'tis OK?
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Date: 2004-09-02 12:31 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-09-02 06:16 am (UTC)*huggles*
Ryn
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Date: 2004-09-02 07:16 am (UTC)High stress now, but in a very short while you'll be free of that place, and able to look forward again.
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Date: 2004-09-02 09:14 am (UTC)My therapist commented near the close of my session monday that she'd gotten a glimpse of the hunter-that-was... and really hoped that that was the last she saw of it. I'm not sure if I should be happy or worried that I've rattled my therapist... at the moment I'm so swamped I'm doing good to recognize that it's happened.
I may well be the only chain-smoking timebomb...