This is War!

I mentioned that the agent of the buyers of my house in Texas is their mother, right?  She's sticking her nose in my business all over the place!  She has called the plumber, hysterical, and said that she won't allow her kids to close without her, and she's leaving town for a week on August 28th.

The sewer line replacement should be done by...August 28th.  So if they won't close by August 31st, they'll be in breach of contract unless I give them an extension.  Guess what sister...no extension shall be given.  My agent called to remind her of that, and she's still insistent.

So they may be in breach of contract and the deal will be off.  The bad news is that I'll have to pay 2 mortgages until I can sell it again.  The good news is perhaps then I can recoup some of my money.  Maybe.

The drama just goes on and on.

I'd Like to Wake Up Now Please

So the third estimate is in on my sewer replacement.  $17,600 is the lowest bid, but they still have to look at the property.  And I don't have the price of a used car laying around, so now what?

I've asked that the price be taken off the price of the home, but the buyer ain't going for it.  They want the work done and certified before they'll sign on the dotted line.  I've asked the plumbing company if they can do the work then take the cost out of the house sale proceeds (assuming we still have a deal), but he's not so sure his manager will go for it.

And what if I somehow come up with the money and fix it and the buyer backs out anyway?  What then?

A friend on Facebook suggested that Go Fund Me might work.  I was kind of hoping that he would start it, but today I decided to do it myself.  I want to weep from embarassement, but there it is - I need help.

My biggest fear is that no one will fund me.  Not because of the money but because deep down I'm afraid that I'm not loveable enough to help.  Yep, my insecurities are running rampant.  I'm so used to doing everything myself and never asking for help.  Part of that is the North Dakota stoicism I was raised with, part of it is from just being on my own for ever.

But it's out there now, and on Facebook, and on Twitter.  I did it - I asked for help.  Don't judge.

I Want To Throw Up

I closed on my house in Texas.  Or thought I did.  Right after I signed the papers I got an email from my realtor saying that the foundation repair people detected a sewer problem that had to be fixed before they would provide the warranty.

Today, a plumber scoped the line and found a crack in the pipe smack dab in the middle of the house, plus massive tree roots in the line in the yard.  To fix it (which I have to do in order to sell this god-awful, money pit, soul sucking monstrosity), will cost me $22,000.  No, that's not a misprint.  $22k.

Of course I'm getting another opinion, but right now I want to curl up in a ball in a corner and suck my thumb.  Right after I throw up.