Staying Positive is Key.

This is not my house, but you get the idea. OLD PIPES

      And I'm really trying very hard to stay positive. There just hasn't really been anything, and I mean ANYTHING going my (our) way. It's been almost ridiculous, actually. Like, how many bad things can happen to one family in the course of one move. I mean seriously. It's made me a little down in the dumps lately, too. The thing that really got to me was a whole plumber situation. Well, first of all, the plumber was supposed to come Monday after I was off work because I was already going to be in Phoenix. So I got off work, went to my place, and just sat. All by myself. No TV. No Internet. No Furniture. I just watched The first season of True Blood on my computer. I sat there for three hours. Finally my mom called me and said that they came early (like before I got off work) and no one was there, so they left. Well obviously no one was there! That's why we said to come after NOON. They even called a phone and no one answered and they STILL came. Idiots. So I just wasted my whole day there, and that made me need to make yet another trip to Phoenix, which is an hour away from Barbara's house. But anyway, I went back on Tuesday, and he came around 10:30, and I thought this was going to take maybe two hours tops. All he was doing was fixing a leak. Well, since the place is so old, all the pipes are galvanized or whatever, so they're all rusted. He fixed the leak with a copper replacement pipe, which took over two hours, and as soon as that was done, the next joint up started leaking. Great. He couldn't fix that one because it was going vertically, and he would have to like take out the tub upstairs. We're trying to sell this place, keep in mind. If I would have known about the ancient plumbing, I never would have bought it, and I don't know anyone in their right mind who would. So basically he put a temporary fix on it to stop the leak for now, but he said we're going to have to replace all those old pipes.   Six hours and $500 later, we're in worse shape than we were before he came. If just that cost 500, I can't even imagine how much replacing those pipes would be. Too much for us to afford, I can tell you that.

     So that sucked/sucks. I just can't believe all of this awful luck we're having. My stuff still isn't spoken for. They say that they're still going to be here at the end of the week, but I don't see how. Assholes. I did get that place that I posted pictures of, which is good news, but of course that couldn't go off without a hitch, either. I had all these papers to sign, and I have no idea how to work a fax machine. So I thought I'd scan them, since I know how to do that. Barbara's scanner is like the slowest thing I've ever seen. It took about a minute per page (at least 15 pages), and I had to do it twice because there was a type-o and I missed a place to initial. I kept telling the realtor guy that I was working on it, but he kept calling me every five minutes anyway, saying he doesn't have it yet. No shit, it's still going through my scanner. Once the scanner was finally done, the file was too big to email, so I had to fax it anyway. With help from the neighbors, I got it. They accepted our offer, but the HOA fee is going to go up from $140/mo to possibly as high as 250. There's the catch of this operation.

But school starts today so I'm trying to keep moving forward. It feels like everything is trying to stop this whole thing. But whatever. I am handling it better than I ever would have in the past, which I'm proud of myself for.