Wednesday, April 04, 2007

Beats a jab in the eye with a sharp stick

I went to see my Mom last night, she looks good! She almost looks like my ol' Mom. This is the first time she has looked that way in months. Yea-Yea-Yea.

We went to look at the house that we have to sell, keep in mind that i only bought it to keep my sis and her family off the streets, I haven't been there in months, and I have never looked at it without four people, five dogs, four cats, two birds, a hamster or guinea pig (I can't remember which), and fish in it. She lived there for nineteen years, she bought it in 1989. I bought it in 2003, when FHA were foreclosing on her. I was actually surprised at the condition it is in, not too bad. After nineteen years of four people and a zoo, I expected worse. If it were in a different location, we would have no trouble selling it at all. Nineteen years ago, the neighborhood wasn't bad, now it's awful. But with a few hundred dollars invested, I think we should have no trouble selling it, if we price it cheap enough. I am keeping my fingers crossed. Getting rid of that place would be a huge load off my mind, then we can start on the one we live in. We will have to paint and do minor repairs and clean up, and we have to have it done by the end of the month. Time, like always, will be the only problem. H and I will schedule a few days off together next week - hopefully this process will be painless.

D apparently made it home from Canada, why do I think I need to understand my kids? I really believe that my life would be better if I didn't know alot of things about them...no that isn't really true, I think that they should do things that I can understand. I also think that may never happen. It really shouldn't be my business. It becomes my business when they need my help financially. I guess the real moral of the story here is: If you want to keep Mom off your back, finance your own life. But I have posted about this subject many times before. Will I ever learn to tell them no? I am getting closer. And tireder. And broker---if that can be used as a word. Aggghhhh.

Speaking of kids, YS and GF should be in to work today, so that I can help GF finish her taxes, so that they can move at the end of the month, and have their own money for deposits this time. And D works today. So I will have a family reunion going on. At work. Again.

Looks like I picked a great week to stop smoking.

I'm out of here.

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