I'm trying to keep my blood pressure and heart rate down using your standard breathing exercises, but the only one I know anything about is Lamaze (and that's mostly from the movies) which I don't think is helping that much.
Condo update in 50 words or less, from when eviction citation was received: GO.
$26,000 lien put against house by sleazy owner's realtor. Lien cleared. Offer. Counteroffer. Offer. Counteroffer. Offer. Counteroffer. ACCEPTED woot! Paperwork signed. Mortgage lined up. Closing soon - by end of month?
There, you're just about up to date.
So, thinking we're all in the clear and everything's settled with the lawyers, I arrive home today to find: Notice of Eviction Default Judgment.
Apparently, we're not out of the woods yet. The bank decided to go to court anyway so they can throw us out on our adorable heinies if the sale doesn't work out. Isn't that nice? Sweet, even? Human?
So I've been looking at this picture and practicing Lamaze. hee hee whoo, indeed.
