Happy Dance To Spanner In The Works

This week was not a happy dance week – we found out Wednesday our mortgage is on hold again – this time because of Fannie Mae.  Seems there is a technicality that applies to us even though we didn’t buy the house.


 If you buy a house, you can’t take out a loan until you have had the house for six months.  Since it was September, we have to wait until the end of March for our  loan to be started again.  We could have just done a loan for the home equity amount and closed this month, but sure as I’m a foot high, we would never feel we could afford a kitchen remodel later.  So it is waiting again.

This week especially has been putting together all the tax stuff for my appointment with our tax man.  That also included Mom’s as well.  I have spent this week putting things together and Friday I was here all day – by the evening I was so tired I went to bed about 8:30.  I made the appointment for Saturday so Eddie would be free to go with me – no such luck.  He was meeting a bunch of twitter geeks with the Marketing Director for the Future of Flight for a tour of the 737 factory in Renton.  Now why would he prefer to do that than do taxes with me?

Monday I had a Roadshow up in Lynnwood with some of the suppliers I know.  I will admit to feeling a bit adrift, I haven’t been able to do much with my business for the past 2 years.  I felt almost a beginner, but I am glad I went.


 Then in the afternoon I was asked to play bridge with the neighbor ladies again, this time down the  hill at Mary Lou McCormick’s.  Delores came to pick me up and we walked down – believe me, I went very slowly.  At one point Delores told me to watch out for the speed bump; I said I wasn’t going fast enough to be concerned.  they have a modern house – probably in the 50’s with a deck facing the water – they don’t have any trees to block any of the view.

Turns out they were one short, so Ralph joined us for the afternoon.  It was not my day to have good cards, I ended up with the booby prize for the lowest score.  I just enjoyed playing and being with the ladies.  The day was a completely different set of things outside what I have been doing and I liked the break.  I am definitely no threat to Omar Sharif.

Eddie and I even had an evening out – you might cal it early Valentine’s Day treat.  My breakfast group had a social on Wednesday evening and we had a really good time – about 18 of us – members and spouses – and although it was a bit noisy, we all had fun.  We took Debye – my massage therapist and very good friend – home since she was only across the parking lot.  She was kidding she had to watch out not to run into cars as she walked home.  The waiter offered to walk her home.  Next morning she was bright-eyed and bushy-tailed for my massage.  Since Eddie and I went to bed a little while after we came home, I was feeling good as well.

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This is me for the next week – yes, I had to put in a cat!  Tomorrow is a holiday but Eddie is working, then taking off Tuesday.  He wants me to go with him while he has his car serviced, I have to go to my rheumatologist for service.   It’s either a 4 or 6 month check in.  She hasn’t really changed my meds or what I am doing – according to her I am holding my own.  We’ll see if she mentions Orencia on Tuesday.

Tomorrow is just for me, I don’t have to go anywhere and I have done everything necessary – Medicaid is done, taxes are done – no glitches I hope – nothing for the loan for a bit and things are calm at the moment.  Almost to the end of the tunnel and I see daylight, not a train rushing toward me.  At last, a few moments of peach and quiet.  Next project is cleaning out the house – one bit at a time.

May this next week be calm and peaceful for everyone.

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