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The drive home wasn't too bad, although it gave me too much time to think.
As much as I may joke about him, I love my husband and I miss him. Very much. For the last five years he has been my rock and sometimes the anchor to my sanity and he's not here. And I can't even call him up to tell him I miss him in the middle of the night when I feel like I'm falling apart.
And this weekend, it became too much. When everyone was busy doing Easter things I would sneak away and cry.
I got home this afternoon to find another notice from a bank attached to my door. It seems that the gentleman who owns the house I'm living in has still not taken care of his defaulting loan. The bank claims that it's MY responsibility to notify the home owner that there is a problem, but they won't tell me what the problem is. I think the bank should get off it's lazy ass and call the bastard themselves. We seem to disagree on this point. Loudly. Also, I got pissed enough that they hung up on me. The bank, not the home owner.
I called the realtor who assured me that things were fine. Which is what they told me last month. Then I called the Army Legal People, who want me to call back tomorrow and who assure me that since my husband is currently serving his country in the middle of a war zone the bank can not make me move. Not until he comes back. It's a law. However, the realtor can, if they wish, give me thirty days notice as per our rental contract. So, worst case, I get thirty days to find a new home.
However A) I can't afford to move, all the set up fees for utilities that need to be put in my husband's name in the first place, and B) I don't want to move.
I like this house. My neighborhood is crap on a stick. But I like the house.
Plus, I've got a bridal shower to plan and my sister is getting married in a few months. DH is coming home for fourteen days in June. I don't have time to move.
I've no one to turn to for comfort. Everyone I talk to says "Wait and See". I don't bloody want to wait and see, I want this taken care of NOW!
And I miss my husband.
As much as I may joke about him, I love my husband and I miss him. Very much. For the last five years he has been my rock and sometimes the anchor to my sanity and he's not here. And I can't even call him up to tell him I miss him in the middle of the night when I feel like I'm falling apart.
And this weekend, it became too much. When everyone was busy doing Easter things I would sneak away and cry.
I got home this afternoon to find another notice from a bank attached to my door. It seems that the gentleman who owns the house I'm living in has still not taken care of his defaulting loan. The bank claims that it's MY responsibility to notify the home owner that there is a problem, but they won't tell me what the problem is. I think the bank should get off it's lazy ass and call the bastard themselves. We seem to disagree on this point. Loudly. Also, I got pissed enough that they hung up on me. The bank, not the home owner.
I called the realtor who assured me that things were fine. Which is what they told me last month. Then I called the Army Legal People, who want me to call back tomorrow and who assure me that since my husband is currently serving his country in the middle of a war zone the bank can not make me move. Not until he comes back. It's a law. However, the realtor can, if they wish, give me thirty days notice as per our rental contract. So, worst case, I get thirty days to find a new home.
However A) I can't afford to move, all the set up fees for utilities that need to be put in my husband's name in the first place, and B) I don't want to move.
I like this house. My neighborhood is crap on a stick. But I like the house.
Plus, I've got a bridal shower to plan and my sister is getting married in a few months. DH is coming home for fourteen days in June. I don't have time to move.
I've no one to turn to for comfort. Everyone I talk to says "Wait and See". I don't bloody want to wait and see, I want this taken care of NOW!
And I miss my husband.
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