Hello and welcome back to the financial world of the Dogpound. Some years ago I changed jobs, moved and built a new house, while at the same time I put my other house for sale. This was six years ago and the house still has not sold. Yes, six long years carrying two mortgages…my aching billfold. Anyway, good news is that I finally have a contract on the house but it has not been easy. The first hurdle was the appraisal that came back almost $9,000 under the buyer’s offering. Now that was a big shock, but we were able to get all the parties to agree to a new arrangement and were back on our way for a closing at the end of the month. Then I get the second shock; a few days before the stated closing I get an email from my Realtor asking for a week’s extension on the contract. Why extend the closing date? Every extra day could lead to some other reason to drop from the sky that could stop the sale all together. My Realtor told me that the bank lost a bunch of files – three days worth – and they just now found them…so they needed the extra time to put the package back together. Now, how do you lose three days of files? That answer is unknown, but for the next seven days I will definitely be rubbing my rabbit’s foot overtime. And I know the rabbit will be very happy when this is all over and done with…he is getting quite the rug burn. LOL
THOUGHT FOR THE WEEK
“It’s the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter.”
– Marlene Dietrich
My husband and I had just finished tucking our five young ones into bed one evening when we heard sobbing coming from three-year-old Billy’s room. Rushing to his side, we found him crying hysterically. He had accidentally swallowed a penny and was sure he was going to die. No amount of talking could change his mind. Desperate to calm him, my husband palmed a penny that he happened to have in his pocket and pretended to pull it from Billy’s ear. Billy was delighted. In a flash, he snatched it from my husband’s hand, swallowed it and demanded cheerfully, “Do it again, Dad!”
“Next,” the conference emcee announced, “we have the chief of the Minnesota State Patrol, Roger Ledding, who is here with his lovely wife, Beverly.” The chief took his place at the lectern. “I’m a little nervous,” he began, “getting up before this distinguished audience and speaking today. But not nearly as nervous as I will be tonight when I must go home with my wife, Audrey, and explain Beverly to her!”
That is a wrap. As always be good, play safe and remember rabbits have feelings, too.
JR and Max