I guess our scrimping and saving and scavenging has finally paid off. We close today on our new home. We had hoped to have a home within three years, and we’ve been married almost 2 1/2 so we’re ahead of the game. Bill’s plotting now to buy a boat. I’m trying to convince him to forget the boat till we get our new debts under control. More heat. More air. Water. More gas to get back and forth to work and gas prices on the rise again soon? Let’s not rush into another toy just yet! The grand moment is at 3PM. After that we will be emptying our storage unit and moving lots of stuff to the garage and office. Hey $30 is $30 and we will have room for the stuff. Thomas is still not thrilled about leaving his one true love Ashely, and Zack can’t wait to come up this weekend and start arranging his closet. (Nothing can go on the floors till we get the carpets cleaned which is scheduled for next Wednesday.) We’ve been packing boxes, scrubbing and painting our little shoe box in an effort to unclutter and make it more appealing to a buyer. Our goal (we are into setting goals) is to have it sold for the balance of the loan by the end of the summer. After that the spare cash runs out and we eat Ramen Noodles.
Inbetween arranging for the closing and move, we’ve continued the daily grind. Thomas had an appointment with a psychiatrist Tuesday. He’ll be seeing her again in a month and in two weeks he’ll see a counselor with oodles of drug experience. Thomas is still clean, but we are concerned about the stress of the move. I played soldier for a couple of days in Atlanta. I’d hoped to hook up with Tom for a drink, but that didn’t happen. Briefed the Commanding General Sunday afternoon, performed with the band Sunday evening/night, drank after the performance and sat thru many very boring briefings on Monday and Tuesday. My boss was VERY happy to see me back at work yesterday.
Zack got his report card last week. His lowest grade was an A. He’s happy, I’m happy, life is good.
Bill’s convincing his stores they need LOTS of bread. After all, we’ve got a new mortgage to deal with. He’s working alot and sleeping a little. We’ve taken to text messaging each other when we want to communicate. Yes I am exaggerating…..just a tad!
I’m ALMOST wishing I worked in molding still where the over time was abundant, but happy to get an extra two hours on Saturday when we do our monthly inventory. Then I can come home and pack the hutch so we can move it Saturday. That and a roll of toilet paper, and we’ll all be camping out in Easley Saturday night.
I hope everyone is doing well. I’d forgotten my passwork when I wanted to comment on dad’s post about his Army day, so now that I have a new password and can write again, THANKS, DAD, for serving this great nation of ours.
God Bless America.!
Very cool, Trude. But I have not heard if you need any help…..I had a boat once…it was a pain in the butt. It was fun one time, the rest was a pain in the butt.. Dare I say it again? A PAIN in the BUTT. (I would like to have one that works better, though..)
Hi Dianne,
You ever hear of Dave Ramsey? Talk Radio show guy on personal finance? You might enjoy him. And Bill might look at the boat differently (or not).