We bought a house October 31, Friday, Halloween.  It was totally insane.  On that day the bank told me they were trying to verify my employment and if they couldn't do it we couldn't close on that day.  The seller was attempting to charge us per day.  We bought the house through a CLT (look it up.)  It worked for us.  We "own" the house and we get to live in our cute little town.  I asked my supervisor if she could vouch for me but she said that was the Human Resources area.  We had a new guy in Human Resources.  I was also told by the bank that they went the form to him in August!!! Anyway I went straight to the top & got it verified. 

 

My other nightmare is that I lived in the same apartment for 28 years....yeah 28 years.  You can imagine the amount of crap I had.  The apartment manager had to get another semi sized dumpster to take all of the crap.  The people upstairs also moved so they had some furniture out there too.  My hands ached from carrying so many bags full of crap out there.  I prayed and prayed and prayed called other people to pray that I could do it and I did.  I only took an extra 7 days.  My husband was telling me we'd be charged another month's rent...not.  The manager was so "nice" or laxidasical" to allow us to live there in an apt. full with crap he was not going to go hard on us now.  Although he did tell me I can take a "couple of days" to clear out but that turned into a week.  I just could not "pack" before I had the keys to the new place.  Even then I ever did actually get "boxes."  Just yesterday I went in the garage where Hubby saw fit to unload a ton of crap---even photos & books.  The water ran directly into the garage a bit...but from what I could see only at the front.  When I went in there I didn't go into the back & move things it's so jam packed.  I knew it was a risk.  I know I have this album of old photos...don't know where it is.....I hope it's in the basement.  Oh, yeah the basement.  We've got an interesting little pipe & drain.  When it rains the rain comes back into the house through the drain & if it comes out enough it runs directly into this drain.  I haven't lifted the drain part to see how deep it is but it's never come up far enough to damage anything.  Yesterday I played the piano for 1/2 hour.  I hadn't played the piano in 20 years. 

 

So Hubby told me like a week before I moved that he's leaving me.  I went through so many emotions.  #1 I'm not so happy with him.  The sex is awful.  He's mean.  Instead of taking care of moving the kitchen he would stand next to me and ask me what to carry.  In his own way he was trying to help.  I nearly killed myself moving cans of food.  One thing I learned as a child is to have a full pantry of can foods you'll never starve.  You may kill yourself eating old food though.  Now I'm over Hubby........really.  I don't care what he does.  I was in such fear that I would lose the house but he told me he would help me as he could.......but when we were moving he made some comment about the "height of laziness."  I called my mother & told her he was so rude & I shouldn't have to put up with that.  He heard some things & he turned it around in his brain that I said I hated him etc.  I didn't---even though at times......

 

I sat down & figured out how much money I make, how much the house costs & how much the car is.  The taxes for the house are being taken out with the payment so that's saving me....I think.  I'm happy I have my cute little house with a basement full of crap.  I just had such a change and I started throwing out "good things" as my husband would call them.  I threw out this drawing I did and I threw out one of the original Ninentindo controllers...I just wanted everything out.  Like a dumb ass I threw out knitting magazines & now I'm trying to knit.  When I was at the house I would think "I don't want anything at the apartment."  We suffered so much with all of the dust & crap.....we would hack & hack & now we still have a slight cough.  I'm not sure if the cough is from "sickness" or dust. 

 

My mother who NEVER calls me called me yesterday she asked all sorts of questions about the house like what color it is & what furniture I have.  I have a fold out bed we got at K-Mart.  I'm happy.  Before that I was sleeping on the hardwood floor.  THAT will do a number on your back.  I saw this "bed" at K-Mart that comes in a folded sort of thing with wheels.  You unfold it & you've got a bed.  The thing is in the bedroom I have 2 prong outlets--so that means no TV or Cable...unless I get it fixed.  I know an electrician so that won't be a big problem.  Hubby's coming this weekend.  Maybe we'll buy that bed.  I still need to finish painting the room.  Really the house is......a bit untidy.  I have this bag of utinciles that Hubby just dumped in a plastic bag.  I told him I didn't want everything in that bag.  His idea was to throw everything in plastic bags, move it to the new house & go through it there.  NOT.....I did NOT do that.  So I spent hour after hour going through things.  Hubby also got the vaccuum clogged up with crap.  He doesn't know you don't try to vaccuum nails, bobby pins etc.  ]

 

I know Hubby's unhappy with me.  I'm unhappy with him.  I used to think where will I find someone to accept me for me.  Now I don't care.  I'd rather be alone with my cats watching endless cable TV than to be with someone who's so rigid if we go to a club that's closed they refuse to go 15 minutes to another club across town when we're dressed up.  If he wants to leave let him leave I don't care really.  I guess I'll live like my mother.  Alone.  It really isn't worth it to be married to a paycheck (man) if he makes you miserable.  Hubby has been acting like a human wallet.  He bought the furniture for the house & he was going to buy a bed, washer & dryer but I think I'm getting the washer & dryer from my sibling. 

 

My basement really is hell.  I really didn't stack things up I just set them down & let them spread so it looks like the entire side of the basement is stocked full of crap.  I have two large like cabinet things but I hesitate bringing them in the house....I guess I could put books in them etc.  I just don't care I'm trying to recover from moving.  I think it is kind of sad I sleep in the living room on a fold out bed that I never fold up but that's my life and I'm satisfied. 

 

Oh one thing I didn't add when I called my mother & hubby overheard he said "I'm selling the house tomorrow!"  Nice.  That put the final nail in the coffin for me.  #1 there's no way in hell he can do it since we bought via CLT (I think).  I don't know what we will do if I decide to sell.  I won't.....I'm content.  I have a HUGE back yard.  I can have meetings & "friends-as if I had any" over.  This one girl I knew in high school told me we're going on Dec. 20th to her guy's birthday party.  It sounds so stupid.  She's only using me to drive since she doesn't have a car or license for some reason....I think her car broke & she can't afford to fix it.  To me having a working car has been life.  I've NEVER been in the position where I couldn't afford to have my car fixed......I've been fortunate.  That girl hasn't called me.  In some ways I see myself as a failure just like she is except I have a job.  I just don't know.  I also signed this "pen pal" club and I've had quite a few guys tell me I'm gorgeous etc.  One even told me I looked like his dead wife.  He said I'm the person to raise his small children--yeah right I didn't respond.  It's nice to know people are interested but I am NOT looking for another man....no way.  I'd rather be alone forever than to be with someone who really doesn't want me happy or content.