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Discussion in 'The Okie Corral' started by G30SF/F-250, Sep 21, 2020.
Thank you, my friends.
I agree LOL.
Thank you, FTM!
Thanks to you I was curled up and warm Sunday.
I have a lot of bush around it so they can’t see my deck.
I threw up in my mouth a little. Thanks!
Either that or it's just real small.
My goatee is more than a foot long. Bushes can really grow out if you let them...
So a year ago today was a Sunday. I stopped to see the house on my way to NJ.
There was a realtor and his clients still there from an earlier showing.
My realtor and her husband because they had been out on a weekend ride and agreed to meet me.
And another realtor and his client that was way early.
The house had only been on the market for three days.
After looking it over the realtor asked what I wanted to do.
I said, “F’it, let’s buy it.”
She gave me a guys number and by the time I got to the bar in NJ I was preapproved for the loan and they had the paperwork going.
Last year this time was ****e. I was just about to discover my SO of five years was going to up and leave and take my dogger with her. **** 2020. Not raining on the thread however. This year I've learned that the OP is a good dude and is welcome here anytime and things only get better after the low moments.
True it’s 2020 but I hope all is better for you than a year ago.
Better keep it trimmed so you don't get poison ivy.
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On Sept. 22, 2019 I was in Zion National Park.
I was camping in Massachusetts and we were climbing the 294 steps to the top of Bunker Hill Monument.
Weeellll.. I don't need a modern phone to remember what I was doing a year ago. Had been out of the hospitalish for about 2 wks., after losing my house of 30 yrs., and everything in it , and ALL.THAT.
EXTENDED. MEDICAL.BS - doubtless you remember, (even though we are a bunch-oh states away from each other.) <shudder><scream>
A year ago today I woke in NJ a bit hungover.
Not wanting a house Saturday to making an offer on one Sunday seemed like a good reason to drink a little extra.
I had a crew on this job so we put in a good day.
Leaving the plant and heading to the bar my realtor that I had just met 14 hours earlier called and said, “This is important so listen.
If you want this house we are going into a bidding war and have to have our final offer in by 7:00 PM tonight.”
I said I am in NJ.
She said she could send me all the documents and I could sign on my phone.
We decided that I would be willing to go $10,000 over original list price if it went that far.
I sat at the bar and signed the documents on my phone wondering WTF I was doing since I couldn’t even read what I was signing.
I might have drank a bit more than usual that night as well.
That explains tomorrow... a year ago.
To finish the story, the following morning we went to the job site, again a bit hungover.
My realtor called at 10:17 AM and said, “Congratulations you are a homeowner!”
I made sure everyone knew what to do and I left to come back and start the process.
A year ago today, I was getting ready to start my day shift at the bar. The only reason I remember it is because we had a heroin OD in the bathroom. She survived thanks to Narcan, got herself in rehab, and is doing well.