The Guild Season 3
Who Would Have Thought?
It’s been 3 years. 3 years since I’ve had to think about when I was married, what happened during my marriage and the inevitible divorce that came from it. I’ve not had to think of that <insert favorite word for a disgusting, diseased tramp of a woman> person and I get the following email from my loan officer today:
Jeremy,
Is Annette your mom, sister or an ex-wife? If ex-wife, we need a divorce decree…
Please let me know if you pay alimony or child support.
No, there’s no alimony, no child support, nothing of the sort. She cheated on me, she didn’t get a dime…though I paid dearly. In wasted time, credit card debt up to my ears and having to split the profits from the forced sale of the house ( I wasn’t going to say out in Palmdale and have to drive 55 miles to work every day, and there’s no way she could afford to pay for a mortgage on a job that consisted of spending money she didn’t have ). But, that information wasn’t good enough for my loan officer. I found the paper from the court that showed the marriage was dissolved ( yay! 3 yr anniversary of being able to be happy ), but apparently they need the decree that shows that she doesn’t get some kind of montly payment from me.
Ok, fine. I can handle that, I’ll just check the website for LA County, I should be able to order it online, right? Sort of. I found a page on the LA Superior Courts site that said you could order documents online. SWEET. I go digging through the FAQS and find this:
Great, no online docs, and I have to drive the 65+ miles back to where I used to live to the courthouse there to stand in line for who knows how long to get a piece of paper that says “HE’S FREE OF THE WITCH!!!111!1!!1one!eleventy-one!!”, well you get the idea. All the online information says that this process can take about 30 days. How does it take 30 days to hit print?! I’m supposed to close escrow in about 15 business days ( holy crap….15 days already *faints* ). I CAN’T have this kind of problem come up :(. Tomorrow I am calling the court to make sure I won’t have any issues and if it will just take the day, I’ll drive myself back to hell ( Palmdale & Lancaster ), pay the money to get the document I need, fax it to my loan officer and then frame the damn thing and place it in my office. Assuming I get married again I’m sure I’m going ot need this damn document again. *sigh* I need sleep.
Frustration and Exhaustion
It’s now 1am Wednesday morning. Even after 3 Tylenol PMs I have been unable to find the sweet release of sleep. Too many things are dancing through my head, from episodes of Dexter, to my upcoming move, to how my pets will adjust. All unknowns….and I hate the unknown.
I’m also coming to the realization that this theme, as much as I really do like it, is just an annoyance to anyone on an iPhone or Palm Pre or other device that uses webkit mobile. The “start bar” doesn’t stay at the bottom of the page like it does on all (that I’ve tested ) desktop browsers. I suppose I should spend some time this week looking for a new face for my big bunch of randomness.
September 9, 2009….The Countdown Begins..
No, it’s not the end of the world….or at least not in so many words. It’s the close of escrow. I will have my own home again, after 3 years of being back with my parents and all, I will own again. It’s a nice ( albeit a bit small ) 2 bed, 2 bath condo. The master bath has a jacuzzi tub ( which Brooke loves ) and was kept in some pretty great shape. I’ll probably replace the linoleum in the bathrooms with tile or new linoleum, and going to get a team to go through there just before the close of escrow to give it a deep cleaning.
Cash is going to be VERY tight for a while, but things will be ok. It’s great that Brooke is ok being a homebody a lot of the time, as these first 6 months of being a homeowner again are going to leave my discretionary budget fairly slim. I’m looking forward to having my own space again, and I’m sure my cats won’t even know what to do with having so much room to run around anymore. I know Brooke is looking forward to the jacuzzi tub for when she gets her migraine headaches, and I could use it right about now with all the stress i have built up in my neck, shoulders and back.
Time to get back to work.
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