Another not so good night between Blixx & I. I'm hoping the communication improves.
He went to REI and bought $200 snowshoes today - he called to tell me he was doing it, but still. So much for the budget!
Last night we went kayaking to catch sunset & while the sky wasn't the blaze of color that I'd hoped for, it was still nice to float and relax. He irked me right from the get go, but I was letting it go until he proceeded to berate me at dinner (in front of Toad) for getting drunk last Sat at the party. You see, we've got 2 social events this Saturday that promise much boozing. He's got to leave for Newburg NY at like 5am on Sunday for a job, so he doesn't want me getting hammered. The message was valid, but the delivery was all wrong.
The above was written on Friday, when I was still pissed. Now (Monday) I'm just a little sad.
Friday, June 14, 2002
Thursday, June 13, 2002
I went to Finance today to meet with my new boss. He's all like "Who are you?' and 'what is it that you've been doing for Finance?' I'm pissed! I took on this additional role with the company thinking that it would move my career forward. I've been assisting Telesales and Finance researching accounts for 7 months now, and this dude asks me what my job is. My former report to person was laid off a month or so ago, and no one has even communicated my existance to him or the new CFO!! He had the balls to ask me why I want a review.
BECAUSE I WANT TO GET PAID FOR DOING 2 JOBS FOR THE COMPANY, DICK! This is absolute BS and I'm so ready to go postal..
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I've sent him my job description, copies of e-mails that have gone out company wide indicating who I am and what I do, as well as copies of e-mails back and forth with the telesales reps so he's got an idea of the day to day. I've had a couple sales reps that I've worked closely with draft up some Kudos letters to be sent to this dude.
Even if I don't end up doing this job for them moving forward (which might be a good idea. Otherwise I might be tempted to try to extract their heads from their asses...the hard way) I still want recognition for the past 7 months of work.I don't even know what to say.
BECAUSE I WANT TO GET PAID FOR DOING 2 JOBS FOR THE COMPANY, DICK! This is absolute BS and I'm so ready to go postal..
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I've sent him my job description, copies of e-mails that have gone out company wide indicating who I am and what I do, as well as copies of e-mails back and forth with the telesales reps so he's got an idea of the day to day. I've had a couple sales reps that I've worked closely with draft up some Kudos letters to be sent to this dude.
Even if I don't end up doing this job for them moving forward (which might be a good idea. Otherwise I might be tempted to try to extract their heads from their asses...the hard way) I still want recognition for the past 7 months of work.I don't even know what to say.
Wednesday, June 12, 2002
The mortgage company got back to me on my request to find out what our monthly payments would be on the ‘pond house’ that Blixx likes, as well as the ‘Spencer house’ that I’ve been having dreams about. If you include the mortgage insurance & taxes in with the payments, I fear that both are more than we can comfortably afford. If Blixx and I are speaking tonight (fingers crossed), then we’ll hash out the numbers, but they really don’t look good. Even if we put a 10% down payment, we’ll have high monthly payments, plus no money in the bank to decorate or fix anything that needs fixing.
My cousin had her baby yesterday. Cuzzy had a bouncing baby girl named Delaney Rose. Nope, that isn’t some alias. Her real name is Delaney. Um…interesting choice. This confirms that I come from a long line of women that have women children. This goes back at least 4 generations. Blixx has always said that he wants to name his son with his name…I’d told him to do the research to be sure that the name goes back the 13 or so generations he claims before I’ll agree. Now, I don’t think it will even matter. My mother was all filled with thrill and joy and pressure to get knocked up.
Yesterday it was 90+ degrees out. Today, it’s 55 and I’m freezing. I can’t seem to loose this chill.
My cousin had her baby yesterday. Cuzzy had a bouncing baby girl named Delaney Rose. Nope, that isn’t some alias. Her real name is Delaney. Um…interesting choice. This confirms that I come from a long line of women that have women children. This goes back at least 4 generations. Blixx has always said that he wants to name his son with his name…I’d told him to do the research to be sure that the name goes back the 13 or so generations he claims before I’ll agree. Now, I don’t think it will even matter. My mother was all filled with thrill and joy and pressure to get knocked up.
Yesterday it was 90+ degrees out. Today, it’s 55 and I’m freezing. I can’t seem to loose this chill.
BITCHING ABOUT WORK AGAIN.....Yesterday was I think the worst day I’ve spent with this company, and it’s all my fault. I’m a Sr Telesales Administrator & I ‘keep an eye on’ two team members, Bounce (previously called Youngster, but this name seems more fitting lately) and Quietboy. I don’t manage them, because I’m not a manager. It’s a weird grey area that I’m still trying to figure out, and I’ve worked here for almost 2 years. Anyway, we send out sales reports to the department daily. These reports include the total outbound calls and talk time a Telesales rep makes, that type of thing. These are important reports, because they are viewed by senior management and used as a measurement tool in compensation for the (BMW drivin’) telesales reps. Enough background, the VP of Sales came to me yesterday questioning the validity of the reports. He was just about to call an emergency meeting to ream (his word) the Telesales managers because the call numbers were so low. I looked him in the eye and told him that of course the reports are correct - we know what we're doing. I then went in to the reports (cuz I'm paranoid), and saw to my HORROR that NO, they f*cking aren’t correct. At the end of the month, there’s a simple formula that needs to be changed. It takes 2 seconds, yet if not changed the report will be inaccurately date linked and the whole thing is BS. Quietboy failed miserably. He takes care of 3 regions, and NONE of them were correct – dates were wrong, formulas all screwed up…a mess!!!!! I bring this to his attention, after I spend an hour I didn’t have scrambling to check and recheck all regions, and he says he didn’t know it needed to be changed. He is a total 100% lying sack of poop, cuz I KNOW he was told. For Christ sakes, he’s the one who educated ME on building the reports when I started here.
This is my entire fault because I’ve grown complacent. I’m bored with working here and I’ve just let the two of them go about their daily duties, trusting that they would be done correctly. I mean, it’s an Excel spreadsheet that we cut & past information in to – not rocket science. Other than that, they pretty much stuff envelopes all day. With reviews coming up, I’m not bringing this to Dino’s attention, because it’s technically my responsibility to make sure they have their heads out of their asses and I failed. Doesn’t look good for me…for any of us! What I AM going to do is watch the two of them like a hawk and make sure that they are doing everything that they are supposed to be doing. Bounce is talking to me yesterday about how Quietboy never does anything and expects her to pick up his slack – I’m all like why haven’t I heard about this before? She said she didn’t think I cared.
Wow, that one will stick with me, cuz she’s absolutely right. I really haven’t been caring, but I guess I have to if I want to keep working here and get a raise. I’d thought I was doing a pretty good job and yesterday was a reality slap that I’ve got to actually give a shit and not just go through the motions if I’m going to go anywhere in this company.
This is my entire fault because I’ve grown complacent. I’m bored with working here and I’ve just let the two of them go about their daily duties, trusting that they would be done correctly. I mean, it’s an Excel spreadsheet that we cut & past information in to – not rocket science. Other than that, they pretty much stuff envelopes all day. With reviews coming up, I’m not bringing this to Dino’s attention, because it’s technically my responsibility to make sure they have their heads out of their asses and I failed. Doesn’t look good for me…for any of us! What I AM going to do is watch the two of them like a hawk and make sure that they are doing everything that they are supposed to be doing. Bounce is talking to me yesterday about how Quietboy never does anything and expects her to pick up his slack – I’m all like why haven’t I heard about this before? She said she didn’t think I cared.
Wow, that one will stick with me, cuz she’s absolutely right. I really haven’t been caring, but I guess I have to if I want to keep working here and get a raise. I’d thought I was doing a pretty good job and yesterday was a reality slap that I’ve got to actually give a shit and not just go through the motions if I’m going to go anywhere in this company.
Monday, June 10, 2002
Hey there!
I had a vision problem so I called in sick to work on Friday. Problem = I just couldn't SEE myself going in to work. I've really had it with this place. But, I digress. Blixx & I were actually productive and cleaned out my closet. Well, there's still stuff everywhere, but I sent a big bag of clothes to Salvation Army so I feel pretty good about that. I've got most of my winter clothes stored away and found a bunch of clothes that I haven't seen in a while. It was like Christmas!
Friday night we went with the realtor to check out 2 homes in Spencer, MA. The first one is a split level that doesn't excite us, other than it's the best looking house we've seen yet. There's UGLY green/gold shag carpeting and wierd wallpaper in the kids rooms, but it's huge with a garage and all I can see are cosmetic problems. Ok, so theres some water in the basement & the kitchen is smaller than my mother's but I could definetely work with what's there. I've been decorating it in my dreams every night.
We then went to see where White Trash lives. I mean, there was banjo music in the backround and this house was NASTY. No good. It's near a lake, which is why we even bothered to check it out, but all you could smell was septic in the back yard and the smoke/dog smells inside were just too much to bear. Nope, not interested. I want to go ahead and make an offer on the split, but Blixx doesn't want to jump in to anything. I'll give it a couple of days, but if the house sells while I convince him to write a big check, I'll be out of my mind.
Saturday we slept in then ran some errands. We went to Birdgirl's housewarming party in the afternoon and had an absolutely awesome time. Met some nice new people. Drank way too much Sam Summer (keg...mmmm keg) and wooped it up until almost 3am. We even managed to leave Toad behind for a sleepover...so I guess they got along :). I was in rare form and had a great time. I don't remember the ride home, but Blixx wisely saw the direction I was headed and stopped drinking hours before he dragged Grips and I in to the car. Good time!
Sunday morning and into the afternoon I alternated between the bed and the bathroom. Yep, I did it again. This was worse than after a Darkmoon barn party...aweful horrible spasms of sickness that didn't go away until well into the afternoon, when Toad and Birdgirl came back to do the walk of shame. Both haven't had a 'date' in a while and were smiling up a storm, so it must be all good. Last night, I was in bed at 10pm and asleep by 10:01. I'm still beat and I still feel empty, but at least I'm mobile. Barely.
I had a vision problem so I called in sick to work on Friday. Problem = I just couldn't SEE myself going in to work. I've really had it with this place. But, I digress. Blixx & I were actually productive and cleaned out my closet. Well, there's still stuff everywhere, but I sent a big bag of clothes to Salvation Army so I feel pretty good about that. I've got most of my winter clothes stored away and found a bunch of clothes that I haven't seen in a while. It was like Christmas!
Friday night we went with the realtor to check out 2 homes in Spencer, MA. The first one is a split level that doesn't excite us, other than it's the best looking house we've seen yet. There's UGLY green/gold shag carpeting and wierd wallpaper in the kids rooms, but it's huge with a garage and all I can see are cosmetic problems. Ok, so theres some water in the basement & the kitchen is smaller than my mother's but I could definetely work with what's there. I've been decorating it in my dreams every night.
We then went to see where White Trash lives. I mean, there was banjo music in the backround and this house was NASTY. No good. It's near a lake, which is why we even bothered to check it out, but all you could smell was septic in the back yard and the smoke/dog smells inside were just too much to bear. Nope, not interested. I want to go ahead and make an offer on the split, but Blixx doesn't want to jump in to anything. I'll give it a couple of days, but if the house sells while I convince him to write a big check, I'll be out of my mind.
Saturday we slept in then ran some errands. We went to Birdgirl's housewarming party in the afternoon and had an absolutely awesome time. Met some nice new people. Drank way too much Sam Summer (keg...mmmm keg) and wooped it up until almost 3am. We even managed to leave Toad behind for a sleepover...so I guess they got along :). I was in rare form and had a great time. I don't remember the ride home, but Blixx wisely saw the direction I was headed and stopped drinking hours before he dragged Grips and I in to the car. Good time!
Sunday morning and into the afternoon I alternated between the bed and the bathroom. Yep, I did it again. This was worse than after a Darkmoon barn party...aweful horrible spasms of sickness that didn't go away until well into the afternoon, when Toad and Birdgirl came back to do the walk of shame. Both haven't had a 'date' in a while and were smiling up a storm, so it must be all good. Last night, I was in bed at 10pm and asleep by 10:01. I'm still beat and I still feel empty, but at least I'm mobile. Barely.
Wednesday, June 05, 2002
I just haven't had a lot to say lately. Actually, that's not true. I've had plenty of bitching and whining, but nothing constructive. Money is the root of all evil...I just wish I could dig some more up. The house hunt continues and I can't help feeling like we're going to have to 'settle.' What we can easily afford is a shitbox or a nice/older house only 900 miles away from any sort of civilization. It's frustrating and it's really getting me down. Then there's this while budget thing. I've got nothing but change in my wallet right now and it's going to stay that way until some checks come in. They are out there...waiting. Worse case is that we're essentially broke until I get paid on the 15th. Well, not broke. We have a money market and another savings account to dip in to, but we're really trying to play by our rules. Damn the rules! Crapass, we made the rules.
Then there's the work thing. I've been doing two jobs for 2 different departments, and I want to have formal reviews for both so that when raises do come around, I'll get compensated fairly for them both. I should say, IF raises come around. I haven't gotten a raise since July of last year, and that was only 3%, as I hadn't worked for the company for a year at that point. Rumor has it that TMP, our parent company, isn't doing review/raise until November! They could just as easily say the same for us. My manager for telesales is all about the review process. In fact, he's up my ass about it. I've been pulling teeth for weeks in Finance & only finally got a response - a 'tentative' meeting on Friday morning. I've been advised to not hold my breath.
Absolutely ridiculous and I'd leave if I could find another job. I know the job market sucks right now, some of you all can attest to that first hand, but I SO want to just throw in the towel and walk out. All kinds of shit work that I'm so much better than! I deserve better!
There's that whining again. Sorry.
I'm out of shape (sounds better than when I say I'm fat, right?) and should really actually get up off my ass and do something, rather than the nothing that I'm so fond of. Blixx & I are going away in July and he wants to go camping in NH. There's this spot that he calls split rock that is really wonderful spot to get lost in the woods. I remember it from the hike we did last year up Mt Madison. I also remember heaving and coughing and having jelly legs when we got there, so I have concerns that I won't be able to keep up. It will be just to two of us, so I won't be really embarrassed - that's a lie. I really will be embarrassed if I can't make it or have convulsions all the way up the mountain. Is it good exercise? Sure, it fits in to the whole get off my ass thing. Do I want to spend my vacation hiking from one mountain to another & peeing in the woods? I'm not so sure. He wants to go for the whole week. I'm thinking 2 nights is my max, maybe 3. He wants to either stay the last night at a cozy B&B that has a hot tub. Being frugal, we might just come home and go to the local place here in MA that rents by the hour.
Or maybe we'll just sit around our little shitty apartment & dream about a better life while eating bonbons and watching Star Trek re-runs.
Then there's the work thing. I've been doing two jobs for 2 different departments, and I want to have formal reviews for both so that when raises do come around, I'll get compensated fairly for them both. I should say, IF raises come around. I haven't gotten a raise since July of last year, and that was only 3%, as I hadn't worked for the company for a year at that point. Rumor has it that TMP, our parent company, isn't doing review/raise until November! They could just as easily say the same for us. My manager for telesales is all about the review process. In fact, he's up my ass about it. I've been pulling teeth for weeks in Finance & only finally got a response - a 'tentative' meeting on Friday morning. I've been advised to not hold my breath.
Absolutely ridiculous and I'd leave if I could find another job. I know the job market sucks right now, some of you all can attest to that first hand, but I SO want to just throw in the towel and walk out. All kinds of shit work that I'm so much better than! I deserve better!
There's that whining again. Sorry.
I'm out of shape (sounds better than when I say I'm fat, right?) and should really actually get up off my ass and do something, rather than the nothing that I'm so fond of. Blixx & I are going away in July and he wants to go camping in NH. There's this spot that he calls split rock that is really wonderful spot to get lost in the woods. I remember it from the hike we did last year up Mt Madison. I also remember heaving and coughing and having jelly legs when we got there, so I have concerns that I won't be able to keep up. It will be just to two of us, so I won't be really embarrassed - that's a lie. I really will be embarrassed if I can't make it or have convulsions all the way up the mountain. Is it good exercise? Sure, it fits in to the whole get off my ass thing. Do I want to spend my vacation hiking from one mountain to another & peeing in the woods? I'm not so sure. He wants to go for the whole week. I'm thinking 2 nights is my max, maybe 3. He wants to either stay the last night at a cozy B&B that has a hot tub. Being frugal, we might just come home and go to the local place here in MA that rents by the hour.
Or maybe we'll just sit around our little shitty apartment & dream about a better life while eating bonbons and watching Star Trek re-runs.
I just haven't had a lot to say lately. Actually, that's not true. I've had plenty of bitching and whining, but nothing constructive. Money is the root of all evil...I just wish I could dig some more up. The house hunt continues and I can't help feeling like we're going to have to 'settle.' What we can easily afford is a shitbox or a nice/older house only 900 miles away from any sort of civilization. It's frustrating and it's really getting me down. Then there's this while budget thing. I've got nothing but change in my wallet right now and it's going to stay that way until some checks come in. They are out there...waiting. Worse case is that we're essentially broke until I get paid on the 15th. Well, not broke. We have a money market and another savings account to dip in to, but we're really trying to play by our rules. Damn the rules! Crapass, we made the rules.
Then there's the work thing. I've been doing two jobs for 2 different departments, and I want to have formal reviews for both so that when raises do come around, I'll get compensated fairly for them both. I should say, IF raises come around. I haven't gotten a raise since July of last year, and that was only 3%, as I hadn't worked for the company for a year at that point. Rumor has it that TMP, our parent company, isn't doing review/raise until November! They could just as easily say the same for us. My manager for telesales is all about the review process. In fact, he's up my ass about it. I've been pulling teeth for weeks in Finance & only finally got a response - a 'tentative' meeting on Friday morning. I've been advised to not hold my breath.
Absolutely ridiculous and I'd leave if I could find another job. I know the job market sucks right now, some of you all can attest to that first hand, but I SO want to just throw in the towel and walk out. All kinds of shit work that I'm so much better than! I deserve better!
There's that whining again. Sorry.
I'm out of shape (sounds better than when I say I'm fat, right?) and should really actually get up off my ass and do something, rather than the nothing that I'm so fond of. Blixx & I are going away in July and he wants to go camping in NH. There's this spot that he calls split rock that is really wonderful spot to get lost in the woods. I remember it from the hike we did last year up Mt Madison. I also remember heaving and coughing and having jelly legs when we got there, so I have concerns that I won't be able to keep up. It will be just to two of us, so I won't be really embarrassed - that's a lie. I really will be embarrassed if I can't make it or have convulsions all the way up the mountain. Is it good exercise? Sure, it fits in to the whole get off my ass thing. Do I want to spend my vacation hiking from one mountain to another & peeing in the woods? I'm not so sure. He wants to go for the whole week. I'm thinking 2 nights is my max, maybe 3. He wants to either stay the last night at a cozy B&B that has a hot tub. Being frugal, we might just come home and go to the local place here in MA that rents by the hour.
Or maybe we'll just sit around our little shitty apartment & dream about a better life while eating bonbons and watching Star Trek re-runs.
Then there's the work thing. I've been doing two jobs for 2 different departments, and I want to have formal reviews for both so that when raises do come around, I'll get compensated fairly for them both. I should say, IF raises come around. I haven't gotten a raise since July of last year, and that was only 3%, as I hadn't worked for the company for a year at that point. Rumor has it that TMP, our parent company, isn't doing review/raise until November! They could just as easily say the same for us. My manager for telesales is all about the review process. In fact, he's up my ass about it. I've been pulling teeth for weeks in Finance & only finally got a response - a 'tentative' meeting on Friday morning. I've been advised to not hold my breath.
Absolutely ridiculous and I'd leave if I could find another job. I know the job market sucks right now, some of you all can attest to that first hand, but I SO want to just throw in the towel and walk out. All kinds of shit work that I'm so much better than! I deserve better!
There's that whining again. Sorry.
I'm out of shape (sounds better than when I say I'm fat, right?) and should really actually get up off my ass and do something, rather than the nothing that I'm so fond of. Blixx & I are going away in July and he wants to go camping in NH. There's this spot that he calls split rock that is really wonderful spot to get lost in the woods. I remember it from the hike we did last year up Mt Madison. I also remember heaving and coughing and having jelly legs when we got there, so I have concerns that I won't be able to keep up. It will be just to two of us, so I won't be really embarrassed - that's a lie. I really will be embarrassed if I can't make it or have convulsions all the way up the mountain. Is it good exercise? Sure, it fits in to the whole get off my ass thing. Do I want to spend my vacation hiking from one mountain to another & peeing in the woods? I'm not so sure. He wants to go for the whole week. I'm thinking 2 nights is my max, maybe 3. He wants to either stay the last night at a cozy B&B that has a hot tub. Being frugal, we might just come home and go to the local place here in MA that rents by the hour.
Or maybe we'll just sit around our little shitty apartment & dream about a better life while eating bonbons and watching Star Trek re-runs.
Monday, June 03, 2002
Greetings fellow bloggers. I had a pretty terrific weekend. Friday I went straight to Toad's after work. The boys were off at Home Depot, so I made myself comfortable & continued reading The Girl Who Loved Tom Gordon. All of a sudden, I hear this loud rumbling. Yep, a thunderstorm. Woo Hoo! The guys got back just in time & we grabbed some beverages & hung out on the deck until the rain started to really come down. The kayaking plans were out, so we just hung out drinking & eating & listening to tunes. I cooked a killer breakfast on Saturday then we got my car checked then spend a wonderful relaxing afternoon together. We met up with Toad and went to Whitehall to catch sunset on the water. It was windy when we left, but it got REALLY windy on the trip back. It was a little bit more technical that I would have liked on the way back & I got a little freaked out, so I pushed hard to get back to the dock in one piece. All is well, but I probably should have been wearing a PFD (personal floatation device - you can't call them lifejackets any more so that there's no lawsuit if anyone dies while wearing one).
Yesterday we went to 2 open houses. The first is for a pretty good sized house on over an acre...except the house hasn't been updated AT ALL! Waterdamage, old appliances, old windows, old roof....everything was old. For what they are asking (which is for the land I guess) it's just plain too much work for us. The other was for a bank owned ranch on some little lake in Spencer. It was a shithole, pure & simple, however I saw someone signing on the dotted line to make an offer, so it takes all kinds. We met our realtor to see 2 homes. The one with the pond is pretty cool, but the inside is a whole bunch of little rooms, rather than a few good sized ones. We love the land, but the house isn't exactly what we are looking for. We're still talking about it though. It's at the top of our price range, & Blixx even asked if we could get more money from my family. Arg! The answer is yes, but the price would be way high. Too high for that house. But the pond... Last house we looked at is a ranch on a good side of town. Unfortunately, it seems that it's been rented to a biker gang. Ok, maybe not, but they definately have hygene issues. There was unidentifyable stuff splattered to the walls, a funky smell and the basement floor was actually cleaner than the carpets in the bedrooms. Total yuckfest.
So, we haven't found our dreamhouse yet. It's discouraging to see the small, crappy homes that we can definately afford then the stretch homes...that STILL aren't just right! Patience...worst case scenerio is that we don't get a house this year. Can I wait?Yes. Do I want to wait? Hell, no. Will I be a total pain in the ass until I get a house? Probably. And if we wait until next year, we'll have more guilt money to play with. I guess I've just got to remember that even if we plow through our savings totally, we'll still get more in the end. Or, Nanny will die and I'll get the big ticket payoff. I know I'm horrible. I'm not wishing Nanny dead. Shut up Tempest, I'm not. Although, she wishes herself dead rather than continue to live in the nursing home. I just know that her estate is rather large and it will mean a definative jump in tax brackets. I could use it.
Yesterday we went to 2 open houses. The first is for a pretty good sized house on over an acre...except the house hasn't been updated AT ALL! Waterdamage, old appliances, old windows, old roof....everything was old. For what they are asking (which is for the land I guess) it's just plain too much work for us. The other was for a bank owned ranch on some little lake in Spencer. It was a shithole, pure & simple, however I saw someone signing on the dotted line to make an offer, so it takes all kinds. We met our realtor to see 2 homes. The one with the pond is pretty cool, but the inside is a whole bunch of little rooms, rather than a few good sized ones. We love the land, but the house isn't exactly what we are looking for. We're still talking about it though. It's at the top of our price range, & Blixx even asked if we could get more money from my family. Arg! The answer is yes, but the price would be way high. Too high for that house. But the pond... Last house we looked at is a ranch on a good side of town. Unfortunately, it seems that it's been rented to a biker gang. Ok, maybe not, but they definately have hygene issues. There was unidentifyable stuff splattered to the walls, a funky smell and the basement floor was actually cleaner than the carpets in the bedrooms. Total yuckfest.
So, we haven't found our dreamhouse yet. It's discouraging to see the small, crappy homes that we can definately afford then the stretch homes...that STILL aren't just right! Patience...worst case scenerio is that we don't get a house this year. Can I wait?Yes. Do I want to wait? Hell, no. Will I be a total pain in the ass until I get a house? Probably. And if we wait until next year, we'll have more guilt money to play with. I guess I've just got to remember that even if we plow through our savings totally, we'll still get more in the end. Or, Nanny will die and I'll get the big ticket payoff. I know I'm horrible. I'm not wishing Nanny dead. Shut up Tempest, I'm not. Although, she wishes herself dead rather than continue to live in the nursing home. I just know that her estate is rather large and it will mean a definative jump in tax brackets. I could use it.
