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New Home Purchases
August 06, 2006

The TV locationWell, it seems we’re done. Suckered into throwing at the buyers another $4500 plus $500 that our realtor is kicking in from her comission, we are finally parting with our house. Whether the additional $1500 was worth our piece of mind, I can’t say. What I can tell you is that anything not nailed down in the house that was not mentioned in the sales agreement is not remaining in the house, I don’t care if I have to give it away to the neighbors, these buyers aren’t getting another red cent from me. This means when they beg for the bedroom’s window air conditioner because the 2nd floor is so hot they need a new central air system, they can just bugger off. Nevermind that we don’t need it in the new house, I’ll sooner give it to Goodwill than leave it for these greedy buyers. Bah, so angry!

And now on to more pleasant talk, since it’s been on my mind…

Conflict
August 04, 2006

We heard back from our house buyers yesterday. I tried to write about it as soon as I heard, but WordPress ate my post. (There’s a whole new article on conflict, let me tell you…) Essentially, the deal sucks.

They basically want $10,000 to replace the windows and HVAC in our house. We don’t think it’s reasonable to request these repairs, much less ask for so much money to perform them. I seriously question whether these folks actually want the house or if they’re just toying with us.

This mortgage stuff is going to seem complicated later when we look back at it and wonder why we are living in a cardboard box, so I’ll try to record what the deal is as clearly as I can.

Hiking the Appalachian Trail
August 04, 2006

During the summer when I was 12, my parents decided that it would be a good idea to get me out of their hair while they dug up the back yard to get at the sewer system. So on that week, they sent me on a special trip to Camp Sandy Hill.

Camp Sandy Hill is a Christian camp. They do things that regular camps do, but with a Christian spirit and other Christian activities mixed in. There are regular prayer times, and all of the camp songs are about Jesus or God or the bounty of God or how God smote someone bad or raised up soemone who was good or maybe Noah. You get the idea.

I wouldn’t actually be staying at the camp. I would be part of a group of hikers taking backpacks across many miles of the Appalachian Trail. As a former scout, camping wasn’t unknown to me, although this would be my first time out in the wilderness with only a backpack for supplies and feet for transportation.