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I called Mom on Wednesday. Her other son had agreed to talk to the bank to see about refinancing her second mortgage. Luckily for both of them *his* wife used to work as a real estate agent, so she knew the ins and outs of what could and couldn't be done. They got the auction pushed back long enough for them to refinance the loan and assume the debts themselves. I couldn't tell you how relieved I was. My mother has a place to live.
Again, I called for her to move to Arkansas, but again she refused. I can understand where she's coming from with the reluctance to move. She's lived in Baltimore all her life, and all of her family's there. Moving to a strange place for a son that jumped ship three times since turning 18 probably doesn't fill her with a lot of confidence and good-will. Still, she needs to get out of that situation. She told me on the phone yesterday another reason for her reluctance; there's a clause that she signed some time ago that made it so she couldn't *sell* the house if she moved out. The house can only go up for market if she died, and then her next of kin would have to pay the bank the remainder of what she owes and a silly assortment of other fees. So there's more than simple pride and stubbornness keeping her there. I wonder if she's as trapped as she sounds.
My sister went back to her boyfriend after promising my mother she would stay there. There's a lot more that goes into that, but that's a bit more sensitive than I'd care to talk about right now.
One of these days, I should just...I don't know, write down *everything* about my family, for posterity. A lot of this stuff doesn't make sense, I guess, if you're reading just the snippets of what happens as it happens.
Despite everything going on back East, I'm in good spirits.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
sythe_ar and I are co-hosting the NARFA Super Bowl Party this Sunday, and I'm very much looking forward to that. It's been a tradition I've held for three years running, and I look more forward to it than most conventions. (Sorry, guys.) It's just such a *great* excuse to jump and yell and act a complete fool at a TV screen for one evening, knowing that there are countless homes in countless other places that are doing the same thing. I'm all for the collective experience, and next to Christmas and Thanksgiving, there's nothing bigger than the Super Bowl.
Hmm. That last sentence was a very interesting one. :) More on that later.
lazarusrat is coming down next Thursday, and I couldn't be happier about it. :D Well, I could. If toob were to suddenly pop up, I think I would fall weeping to my knees at my extraordinary luck of the moment.
Again, I called for her to move to Arkansas, but again she refused. I can understand where she's coming from with the reluctance to move. She's lived in Baltimore all her life, and all of her family's there. Moving to a strange place for a son that jumped ship three times since turning 18 probably doesn't fill her with a lot of confidence and good-will. Still, she needs to get out of that situation. She told me on the phone yesterday another reason for her reluctance; there's a clause that she signed some time ago that made it so she couldn't *sell* the house if she moved out. The house can only go up for market if she died, and then her next of kin would have to pay the bank the remainder of what she owes and a silly assortment of other fees. So there's more than simple pride and stubbornness keeping her there. I wonder if she's as trapped as she sounds.
My sister went back to her boyfriend after promising my mother she would stay there. There's a lot more that goes into that, but that's a bit more sensitive than I'd care to talk about right now.
One of these days, I should just...I don't know, write down *everything* about my family, for posterity. A lot of this stuff doesn't make sense, I guess, if you're reading just the snippets of what happens as it happens.
Despite everything going on back East, I'm in good spirits.
sythe_ar and I are co-hosting the NARFA Super Bowl Party this Sunday, and I'm very much looking forward to that. It's been a tradition I've held for three years running, and I look more forward to it than most conventions. (Sorry, guys.) It's just such a *great* excuse to jump and yell and act a complete fool at a TV screen for one evening, knowing that there are countless homes in countless other places that are doing the same thing. I'm all for the collective experience, and next to Christmas and Thanksgiving, there's nothing bigger than the Super Bowl. Hmm. That last sentence was a very interesting one. :) More on that later.
lazarusrat is coming down next Thursday, and I couldn't be happier about it. :D Well, I could. If toob were to suddenly pop up, I think I would fall weeping to my knees at my extraordinary luck of the moment. [Error: Irreparable invalid markup ('<:)>') in entry. Owner must fix manually. Raw contents below.]
I called Mom on Wednesday. Her other son had agreed to talk to the bank to see about refinancing her second mortgage. Luckily for both of them *his* wife used to work as a real estate agent, so she knew the ins and outs of what could and couldn't be done. They got the auction pushed back long enough for them to refinance the loan and assume the debts themselves. I couldn't tell you how relieved I was. My mother has a place to live.
Again, I called for her to move to Arkansas, but again she refused. I can understand where she's coming from with the reluctance to move. She's lived in Baltimore all her life, and all of her family's there. Moving to a strange place for a son that jumped ship three times since turning 18 probably doesn't fill her with a lot of confidence and good-will. Still, she needs to get out of that situation. She told me on the phone yesterday another reason for her reluctance; there's a clause that she signed some time ago that made it so she couldn't *sell* the house if she moved out. The house can only go up for market if she died, and then her next of kin would have to pay the bank the remainder of what she owes and a silly assortment of other fees. So there's more than simple pride and stubbornness keeping her there. I wonder if she's as trapped as she sounds.
My sister went back to her boyfriend after promising my mother she would stay there. There's a lot more that goes into that, but that's a bit more sensitive than I'd care to talk about right now.
One of these days, I should just...I don't know, write down *everything* about my family, for posterity. A lot of this stuff doesn't make sense, I guess, if you're reading just the snippets of what happens as it happens.
Despite everything going on back East, I'm in good spirits. <user site="livejournal.com" user="sythe_ar"> and I are co-hosting the NARFA Super Bowl Party this Sunday, and I'm very much looking forward to that. It's been a tradition I've held for three years running, and I look more forward to it than most conventions. (Sorry, guys.) It's just such a *great* excuse to jump and yell and act a complete fool at a TV screen for one evening, knowing that there are countless homes in countless other places that are doing the same thing. I'm all for the collective experience, and next to Christmas and Thanksgiving, there's nothing bigger than the Super Bowl.
Hmm. That last sentence was a very interesting one. :) More on that later.
<user site="livejournal.com" user="lazarusrat"> is coming down next Thursday, and I couldn't be happier about it. :D Well, I could. If <user site="livejournal.com" user="toob"> were to suddenly pop up, I think I would fall weeping to my knees at my extraordinary luck of the moment. <:) I already have a trip to Emilia's Kitchen planned for him (*excellent* Armenian food), perhaps a little jaunt to the local library (I haven't been to it yet, but I hear it's bad ass), and a forced viewing of "Babe" and "Babe 2: Pig in the City," both of which will make me cry like a little bitch. For entirely different reasons.
<user site="livejournal.com" user="stickypawz"> is starting his new game tonight, this time set in Eberron. After the God-level shenanigans of his last Dragonlance game, Ryngs decided to have a more episodic, low-powered game. :) Which is cool with me. :)
Anyway, work.
Again, I called for her to move to Arkansas, but again she refused. I can understand where she's coming from with the reluctance to move. She's lived in Baltimore all her life, and all of her family's there. Moving to a strange place for a son that jumped ship three times since turning 18 probably doesn't fill her with a lot of confidence and good-will. Still, she needs to get out of that situation. She told me on the phone yesterday another reason for her reluctance; there's a clause that she signed some time ago that made it so she couldn't *sell* the house if she moved out. The house can only go up for market if she died, and then her next of kin would have to pay the bank the remainder of what she owes and a silly assortment of other fees. So there's more than simple pride and stubbornness keeping her there. I wonder if she's as trapped as she sounds.
My sister went back to her boyfriend after promising my mother she would stay there. There's a lot more that goes into that, but that's a bit more sensitive than I'd care to talk about right now.
One of these days, I should just...I don't know, write down *everything* about my family, for posterity. A lot of this stuff doesn't make sense, I guess, if you're reading just the snippets of what happens as it happens.
Despite everything going on back East, I'm in good spirits. <user site="livejournal.com" user="sythe_ar"> and I are co-hosting the NARFA Super Bowl Party this Sunday, and I'm very much looking forward to that. It's been a tradition I've held for three years running, and I look more forward to it than most conventions. (Sorry, guys.) It's just such a *great* excuse to jump and yell and act a complete fool at a TV screen for one evening, knowing that there are countless homes in countless other places that are doing the same thing. I'm all for the collective experience, and next to Christmas and Thanksgiving, there's nothing bigger than the Super Bowl.
Hmm. That last sentence was a very interesting one. :) More on that later.
<user site="livejournal.com" user="lazarusrat"> is coming down next Thursday, and I couldn't be happier about it. :D Well, I could. If <user site="livejournal.com" user="toob"> were to suddenly pop up, I think I would fall weeping to my knees at my extraordinary luck of the moment. <:) I already have a trip to Emilia's Kitchen planned for him (*excellent* Armenian food), perhaps a little jaunt to the local library (I haven't been to it yet, but I hear it's bad ass), and a forced viewing of "Babe" and "Babe 2: Pig in the City," both of which will make me cry like a little bitch. For entirely different reasons.
<user site="livejournal.com" user="stickypawz"> is starting his new game tonight, this time set in Eberron. After the God-level shenanigans of his last Dragonlance game, Ryngs decided to have a more episodic, low-powered game. :) Which is cool with me. :)
Anyway, work.