Who do you believe…lies and misconceptions

I don’t live under a rock and I’m no dummy either. I’ve got my ear to the ground and just like you I am tripping about the state of the economy…our economic crisis.  It’s everywhere. You can’t get away from it. If your next door cube buddy isn’t talking about the economy its blaring on the TV at your gym.  It’s time to tune out an tune off!

Last night I woke up in a sweat at 2AM no less. Worried. Worried about money. Worried about business. Worried about paying the bills. Worried about keeping a roof over our own heads. Read more

Yellow brick road…

“Follow the yellow brick road, follow the yellow brick road, follow, follow, follow follow, follow the yellow brick road”….that’s the song that is played on rewind in my mind. I feel like the emerald palace is just up around the bend, Oz a curves distance away, but instead I’m trapped by the wicked witch of the West.

Last I wrote I think I mentioned that an offer was finally accepted by the lender. Yeah! The buyer decided to drop out. Oh. So I scrambled to get Buyer #2 into place. Read more

This is my negotiator…

 I thought I’d bring you up to speed and let you know what’s going on in the world of short sales but first I wanted you to take a good look at the picture of my negotiator. I am disgusted, dismayed, overwhelmed, fed up and horrified to have found out that I’m working with a bunch of Jack Asses!

One day before “D” day I call and the conversation goes something like this. Read more

[ni-goh-shee-eyt]

Negotiate, verb

To deal or bargain with another as in the preparation of a treaty or contract or in preliminaries to a business deal.

Or that’s at least what I thought it was. WTF? The reason lenders assign negotiators is so they can hash it out, crunch the numbers and weigh the loss or gain against what it would cost to go through a foreclosure. Bottom line…how much hits their wallet. Read more

Bandits on the back porch…the joys of home ownership

You know sometimes I am just tired of owning property. All the little things that you have to deal with.  Its 10:48PM and Foxy Brown is going ape shit. Lily white is right behind her barking up a storm. I go to the back door, its dark, I can barely see anything when all of a sudden I see a gigantic raccoon staring at us. I don’t want to let the dogs out and I don’t want it to sit there and just stare at us so I grabbed a broom. Me and my big bad broom <heavy sigh>. I get out from behind the dogs and squeezed out the door, scared it was going to bite my leg off that’s how big it was. I ended up shooing the raccoon away and as I was squeezing back in the door Foxy got out, Lily followed. I spent the last 15 minutes out back in the dark, blind as a bat praying to god the raccoon won’t jump me. Read more

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