Contracts, conflicts, and confussion
Husband just left to take #1 to the airport for her 3pm flight. He volunteered for the task and I didn't try to talk him out of it. I picked her up on Tuesday so it's only fair that he drop her off today.
I'm not even going to pretend that I understand much of anything that happened this week. I'm just going to document the events as best as I can remember them.
#1 came in on Tuesday the 12th at 7am - we go to Waffle House for breakfast and get home @ 9am. We pretty much fart around the rest of the day doing nothing much of anything b/c she's jet-lagged but refuses to take a nap. Consequently, she's tired the next day.
On Wednesday we wait to get the key to the house so we can get started with ripping and stripping wallpaper. The realtor was supposed to be here at 12:30 - she finally gets here at 3:45. A wasted day since it gets too dark to work in a house w/o electricity by 5:30 pm. We make plans to do some major work on Thursday.
Thursday the realtor calls and says there's a problem with the wording of the loan and she needs to p/u #1 at 11am to go downtown. She gets here at 11:45. They don't return until after 3pm with #1 in a VERY nasty mood b/c the trip was unnecessary bullshit and caused another day to be wasted. We are getting stuff done at the house b/c I'd spent most of the day working on the wallpaper situation. Husband was supposed to come over and change out all the locks but he opted for the couch instead. The locks got done by Coleman lantern sometime around 6 or 7pm accompanied by a nasty attitude for expecting him to do something on his day off.
Friday was closing day. #1 left @ 11am and didn't get home until after 3pm again. Another wasted day for her - according to her, anyway. I see closing on the house as a major accomplishment since she bought the house completely on her own but she sees it as a waste because she was elsewhere instead of working on paint, etc.
P and her daughter come over on Saturday to walk through and congratulate #1. They ask if she's excited to which she replies, "No. Not really." It seems that she can't get excited until it's done and she's able to move in which won't be for another 9 months or so. I don't understand her thinking and judging from the look on P's face, she's having a hard time with it as well.
Saturday - #3 was to have enlisted the help of friends to paint - out of the 6 to 8 promised; 2 show up. #3 has to work so her contribution to the effort ended at 4pm so she could get ready and then start work at 5pm. #1 thinks that #3 is slacking off and unenthusiastic. She doesn't seem to get that Saturday was the only day #3 was home - having been in school the rest of the week, getting home at 4pm, and then having to be at work at 5:30 both Thursday and Friday. She had tried to switch schedules with other co-workers so she could be off as planned but it just wasn't in the cards. #1 is extremely pissed at #3 and is having 2nd thoughts as to whether or not she's going to allow her to move in as planned. I'm only touching the surface of what happened on this day because I really can't get into all the attitude, fussing, fighting, screaming, etc. Let's just say that things went downhill fast!
Sunday - #1 doesn't want anyone to come over to help on the house because SHE doesn't even want to go to the house! She's over it and can't deal with #3 or anything else right now. Considering that she's only actually worked for 1 full day on the house, I'm pretty much experiencing shock and awe at her lack of stamina. Not just physical stamina to do the work but also the stamina to deal with her issues with #3 and her lack of enthusiasm for the job at hand.
#1's dad comes at 10:30 to see the house and to take her to lunch. She gets home at 12:30 and we all go to the mall. I spend $14 on 4 cups of coffee at Starbucks and they spend money on themselves at Pac Sun because #2 (who works there) gets 40% off this weekend. We all do manage to buy some gifts, though. We run into a few people we know including STFBN and her husband. It was a good day for the most part. Later in the evening I'm trying to mend fences with #1 and #3 but both are far too hard-headed to let anything I'm saying sink in.
I'll be scratching my head over this week's events for a while. In the mean time, I'm going to do what work I can on the house across the street and if nothing else, it'll be in a much better condition and ready to sell in about 9 months.
I'm not even going to pretend that I understand much of anything that happened this week. I'm just going to document the events as best as I can remember them.
#1 came in on Tuesday the 12th at 7am - we go to Waffle House for breakfast and get home @ 9am. We pretty much fart around the rest of the day doing nothing much of anything b/c she's jet-lagged but refuses to take a nap. Consequently, she's tired the next day.
On Wednesday we wait to get the key to the house so we can get started with ripping and stripping wallpaper. The realtor was supposed to be here at 12:30 - she finally gets here at 3:45. A wasted day since it gets too dark to work in a house w/o electricity by 5:30 pm. We make plans to do some major work on Thursday.
Thursday the realtor calls and says there's a problem with the wording of the loan and she needs to p/u #1 at 11am to go downtown. She gets here at 11:45. They don't return until after 3pm with #1 in a VERY nasty mood b/c the trip was unnecessary bullshit and caused another day to be wasted. We are getting stuff done at the house b/c I'd spent most of the day working on the wallpaper situation. Husband was supposed to come over and change out all the locks but he opted for the couch instead. The locks got done by Coleman lantern sometime around 6 or 7pm accompanied by a nasty attitude for expecting him to do something on his day off.
Friday was closing day. #1 left @ 11am and didn't get home until after 3pm again. Another wasted day for her - according to her, anyway. I see closing on the house as a major accomplishment since she bought the house completely on her own but she sees it as a waste because she was elsewhere instead of working on paint, etc.
P and her daughter come over on Saturday to walk through and congratulate #1. They ask if she's excited to which she replies, "No. Not really." It seems that she can't get excited until it's done and she's able to move in which won't be for another 9 months or so. I don't understand her thinking and judging from the look on P's face, she's having a hard time with it as well.
Saturday - #3 was to have enlisted the help of friends to paint - out of the 6 to 8 promised; 2 show up. #3 has to work so her contribution to the effort ended at 4pm so she could get ready and then start work at 5pm. #1 thinks that #3 is slacking off and unenthusiastic. She doesn't seem to get that Saturday was the only day #3 was home - having been in school the rest of the week, getting home at 4pm, and then having to be at work at 5:30 both Thursday and Friday. She had tried to switch schedules with other co-workers so she could be off as planned but it just wasn't in the cards. #1 is extremely pissed at #3 and is having 2nd thoughts as to whether or not she's going to allow her to move in as planned. I'm only touching the surface of what happened on this day because I really can't get into all the attitude, fussing, fighting, screaming, etc. Let's just say that things went downhill fast!
Sunday - #1 doesn't want anyone to come over to help on the house because SHE doesn't even want to go to the house! She's over it and can't deal with #3 or anything else right now. Considering that she's only actually worked for 1 full day on the house, I'm pretty much experiencing shock and awe at her lack of stamina. Not just physical stamina to do the work but also the stamina to deal with her issues with #3 and her lack of enthusiasm for the job at hand.
#1's dad comes at 10:30 to see the house and to take her to lunch. She gets home at 12:30 and we all go to the mall. I spend $14 on 4 cups of coffee at Starbucks and they spend money on themselves at Pac Sun because #2 (who works there) gets 40% off this weekend. We all do manage to buy some gifts, though. We run into a few people we know including STFBN and her husband. It was a good day for the most part. Later in the evening I'm trying to mend fences with #1 and #3 but both are far too hard-headed to let anything I'm saying sink in.
I'll be scratching my head over this week's events for a while. In the mean time, I'm going to do what work I can on the house across the street and if nothing else, it'll be in a much better condition and ready to sell in about 9 months.
posted by bb at 12:39 PM
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