We went to Buffalo Wild Wings today. Chubs likes wings, I am OK with them. I believe mine are better as I grill them and they don't have that greasy aftertaste of them from the oven. I couldn't decide on which flavor or heat to go with since I am not a fan. I figured Wife was going mild and Chubs was going medium. My folks were with us and they went with BBQ and lemon Pepper. I then feel obligated to actually get "hot" wings. It is what they are known as, dammit!!
We did the smorgasborg, put them all in the middle and share. I ended up eating four of the five "hot" wings. Only Chubs ate one and because I was egging him on. But seriously, nobody enjoys that burning feeling, why put ourselves through it? It was more of a mission to accomplish, eating the rest after "enjoying" one. I am also the type of person who doesn't leave food on the table, I mean look at me.
My Dad was then being funny with it's not the mouth it's laters when the hot stuff reaches "el chiquito" referring to the butt hole. He said plainly, that's why I won't eat them. I didn't think too much about it, but it's true. There have been times I feel the spicy food burning on the exit side. Those are generally not good times.
Another example, last night we went to the movies, saw Jurassic World or whatever that movie is called. Boy got us free tickets but to the midnight showing. I had worked OT the night before, got home after 8am, showered and stuff, probably went to sleep at 9am and Wife was trying to wake me at 1pm. I eventually got up, my folks were also in town and we went and took care of some things in the other house. We then had to go buy stuff, I was really more out of it, lacking sleep, not even getting breakfast, Wife busting balls left and right that I am not being helpful because I wandered off, she apparently couldn't pick the paint after I had helped with the colors. I floated on over to the flooring, now that we are staying in big house and seeing my friends big house with dark wood floors, I am determined to eventually do that. She found me after awhile, yelled at me for hiding from her, but I made the big decision of semi gloss for trim and satin finish for walls. Feels good to be the decision maker.
We then ate pizza at a new place, actually quite good, or we were starving by then. After that, we went home and I fell asleep hard around 9:30pm. Chubs woke me at 11:05pm so we could head to movies. I almost would have preferred to sleep, but movie was good. Why do we force ourselves to push our bodies? After all the work I did during the week, I could have said no to the movie, but I don't want to be the "wet blanket" or the asshole. I go along with my peeps to keep them happy. I figure I can rest when I'm dead.
Monday, June 15, 2015
Sunday, June 14, 2015
6/14/15 Bye Bye Old House?
We finally flinched and made a decision on our houses. We talked to a realtor about putting our older home on the market. I have some sentimental attachment to it, but financially, decisions must be made if we are ever to climb out of the credit card debt we have slowly dug ourselves into.
The lady seemed nice enough, not one of those slick "bitches" that shows up in a Mercedes and tricks her way into making us sign a contract. She just stayed on point, showed us comparable homes, and insisted it is a hot market, houses just don't stay on the market very long. People are coming in from out of state in droves and of course they are looking for a place to stay.
We needed an outside person to come and tell us "STOP". We keep buying and improving and spending and at a certain point we need to stop. This will not be our house, I just hope whoever moves in appreciates the expensive carpet.
We are still going to paint the outside and do some light trimming of the trees. The realtor suggested we plant some colorful flowers in the front to give it a focal point. Wife was ready to start doing concrete work, luckily realtor told her no.
It is not guaranteed but she had many examples of houses selling in less than a week, most of her comparables were selling in 3-5 days. She said she didn't see a problem at the price point we chose. Initially, I would have been happy selling around $140000 but we have put in about $20000 worth of improvements, but she said $165000 was not a crazy price for the area. I want to go on vacation and come back to news that it is sold and done. Now that I know we are not keeping it, I want to stop paying the $850 a month ASAP.
Nobody was happier with this decision than Chubs. He gets to stay in his original Elementary school where he knows everybody and is well liked by his teachers, principal, etc. He had been invited to be one of those pesky student aids that help people cross the street and hang the flag in the mornings. I don't know that I want him doing it, but at least now, it can be discussed and decided on as a choice.
The lady seemed nice enough, not one of those slick "bitches" that shows up in a Mercedes and tricks her way into making us sign a contract. She just stayed on point, showed us comparable homes, and insisted it is a hot market, houses just don't stay on the market very long. People are coming in from out of state in droves and of course they are looking for a place to stay.
We needed an outside person to come and tell us "STOP". We keep buying and improving and spending and at a certain point we need to stop. This will not be our house, I just hope whoever moves in appreciates the expensive carpet.
We are still going to paint the outside and do some light trimming of the trees. The realtor suggested we plant some colorful flowers in the front to give it a focal point. Wife was ready to start doing concrete work, luckily realtor told her no.
It is not guaranteed but she had many examples of houses selling in less than a week, most of her comparables were selling in 3-5 days. She said she didn't see a problem at the price point we chose. Initially, I would have been happy selling around $140000 but we have put in about $20000 worth of improvements, but she said $165000 was not a crazy price for the area. I want to go on vacation and come back to news that it is sold and done. Now that I know we are not keeping it, I want to stop paying the $850 a month ASAP.
Nobody was happier with this decision than Chubs. He gets to stay in his original Elementary school where he knows everybody and is well liked by his teachers, principal, etc. He had been invited to be one of those pesky student aids that help people cross the street and hang the flag in the mornings. I don't know that I want him doing it, but at least now, it can be discussed and decided on as a choice.
Saturday, June 13, 2015
6/13/15 Do You Give 100% All The Time?
Can you look at yourself and say I give it all I got? The last few weeks have been a crazy back and forth of do we move/do we stay, go do this, go do that. I am not even sure what we accomplished so far. Our house is 80% packed, we could go, but we're not. All this on the back of Wife, she got it all done, with a lot of help from her family. Meanwhile, the pool is still green, I was supposed to tackle that one problem. Wife would turn on the pump if that was all that was required, but because of the stupid leak, I have to prime the pump, that means force water into it, to get it going.
If we have had two months of back and forth, that is eight weekends, surely, I could have found time to mess with it. But looking back, it rained pretty much non-stop for the first month. I have been working 60-80 hours a week, plus I was still picking up Chubs and eating every day until last Thursday. Are these the proverbial excuses of a lazy person or are there simply not enough hours in the day to do what needs to be done?
I can say this week I don't want to get into it because even if I start getting water clear, we will be gone for almost two weeks, water is going to go back to what it is. I need to get on it and stay on it, I just don't want to do it with the sun beating the crap out of me.
Another "excuse" has been the old house and going over there for so many little reasons. From needing to pay painters to installing carbon monoxide detector so house can be to code for new water heater. Every time I go, I lose an afternoon. I sometimes want to shake Wife so she does more, but she too has a job and commutes almost an hour a day back and forth. I guess selling the old house will get it out of our hands for good. We won't have to even think about it anymore.
That would be nice. Just focus on us. I want to do some small projects around the house. First off, move bedroom set from guest room downstairs and make it Chubs bedroom set. Or maybe buy the Queen set of the equivalent, and use the dresser and nightstands. Hmmm. I want the smaller bed because I am stuck on wanting to get them the quilts I saw at Pottery Barn with Spider Man and Batman.
I also want to try my hand at installing some wood flooring, even though Wife keeps saying no, I swear she needs a re-boot, it's all she ever says nowadays.
If we have had two months of back and forth, that is eight weekends, surely, I could have found time to mess with it. But looking back, it rained pretty much non-stop for the first month. I have been working 60-80 hours a week, plus I was still picking up Chubs and eating every day until last Thursday. Are these the proverbial excuses of a lazy person or are there simply not enough hours in the day to do what needs to be done?
I can say this week I don't want to get into it because even if I start getting water clear, we will be gone for almost two weeks, water is going to go back to what it is. I need to get on it and stay on it, I just don't want to do it with the sun beating the crap out of me.
Another "excuse" has been the old house and going over there for so many little reasons. From needing to pay painters to installing carbon monoxide detector so house can be to code for new water heater. Every time I go, I lose an afternoon. I sometimes want to shake Wife so she does more, but she too has a job and commutes almost an hour a day back and forth. I guess selling the old house will get it out of our hands for good. We won't have to even think about it anymore.
That would be nice. Just focus on us. I want to do some small projects around the house. First off, move bedroom set from guest room downstairs and make it Chubs bedroom set. Or maybe buy the Queen set of the equivalent, and use the dresser and nightstands. Hmmm. I want the smaller bed because I am stuck on wanting to get them the quilts I saw at Pottery Barn with Spider Man and Batman.
I also want to try my hand at installing some wood flooring, even though Wife keeps saying no, I swear she needs a re-boot, it's all she ever says nowadays.
Thursday, June 11, 2015
6/12/15 Going Down To Disney? (poem)
We are headed back to the land of the Mouse
Commercialism at its grandest, but an honor to be in his house.
You cheap whiny bastards who cry over a dollar
this is not for you, to another direction please bitch and holler.
I love it all, from the highway drive that takes 20 hours
to the standing in the heat hoping for some thunder showers
If you are there prepare to spend some money
on everything from water to earrings for the Honey.
I love that we'll be going to the four Disney parks
specially at night with their nightly firework sparks.
Magic Kingdom has the big castle and that's dandy and fine
but what I like most is Futureland, ten rides each one of course with a line.
Epcot center rich and rewarding has so much for us to learn
Aching feet from so much walking is my only concern.
Animal Kingdom seems odd and uninviting
until you start getting all those random animal sightings
Hollywood Studios is probably the smallest park
I still like to be there until it gets dark.
Then of course there's Universal Studios, with its thrill rides galore
that park always leaves me wanting more.
Finally, I won't forget Downtown Disney, big enough to be a mall
but open to the sky, walk until you start to feel small.
We've never been to their waterparks, this could be our year
nevermind, Wife has an infection in her ear.
6/11/15 Finally, A Sign From Above?
When we started the process of whether to move or not, I told Wife, if we can manage some sort of raise or job promotion, then that would be a sign that we should stay. Although I said we were staying Sunday night, today, Wife finally got a sign. She is getting more money, but her responsibilities have also increased. No matter, she is of course, up to the challenge. I will not get into details as she beats me when I speak frankly about pay and stuff like that. She takes me in the bedroom and whips me for being a malcontent with a big mouth.
As I was saying, we will carry on in our big home, if they meant what they told her, we should be OK for the next few years. Our big question now will be: Do we keep older house because we are the sentimental sort and can't stand to see it leave our grasp or do we sell it in this Hot market and make a significant profit which could still help us get out of credit card debt much quicker? I'm leaning to keeping it, we have ten more years to pay and it is ours, then the rent just becomes disposable cash or we do in fact move back to it in our old age.
On top of Wife's raise, my brother could possibly be coming back as I had mentioned and if so, his rent money goes a long way to helping us out. I will not treat it as part of our income but rather send it directly to a credit card to try and pay off debt.
In the coming year, I promised Wife we would also do repairs on the big house, I'd really like to attack the floors and install some wood flooring in the front of the house, we went and saw a friend's brand new house and he had dark chocolate brown wood floors and the house looked fancy. I want to do something like that. I told Wife I would do it myself, to save on costs. I just need a saw, those wood floors are just "floating" in place, they are not glued or stapled down.
I am excited at the second chance to stay in our house, I am happy that Chubs will finish his elementary school years in the same school he started. I am happy we don't have to move everything over to the other house. My only concern is we want a "new" vehicle for Wife, it was one thing I was looking forward to being able to do by moving to old house, maybe if we sell old house, we can manage one, just buy it cash. She really likes those Ford Escapes, those can be found under $20,000. We'll see what our new lease on life does to us. We now need to unpack our stuff.
As I was saying, we will carry on in our big home, if they meant what they told her, we should be OK for the next few years. Our big question now will be: Do we keep older house because we are the sentimental sort and can't stand to see it leave our grasp or do we sell it in this Hot market and make a significant profit which could still help us get out of credit card debt much quicker? I'm leaning to keeping it, we have ten more years to pay and it is ours, then the rent just becomes disposable cash or we do in fact move back to it in our old age.
On top of Wife's raise, my brother could possibly be coming back as I had mentioned and if so, his rent money goes a long way to helping us out. I will not treat it as part of our income but rather send it directly to a credit card to try and pay off debt.
In the coming year, I promised Wife we would also do repairs on the big house, I'd really like to attack the floors and install some wood flooring in the front of the house, we went and saw a friend's brand new house and he had dark chocolate brown wood floors and the house looked fancy. I want to do something like that. I told Wife I would do it myself, to save on costs. I just need a saw, those wood floors are just "floating" in place, they are not glued or stapled down.
I am excited at the second chance to stay in our house, I am happy that Chubs will finish his elementary school years in the same school he started. I am happy we don't have to move everything over to the other house. My only concern is we want a "new" vehicle for Wife, it was one thing I was looking forward to being able to do by moving to old house, maybe if we sell old house, we can manage one, just buy it cash. She really likes those Ford Escapes, those can be found under $20,000. We'll see what our new lease on life does to us. We now need to unpack our stuff.
Wednesday, June 10, 2015
6/10/15 I Love Summer Break?
I love summer break, the kids don't have to be on their schedule, which means we can relax a bit. Right now Chubs isn't even in town. Actually, neither of the boys are in town. Boy also headed to San Marcos today. Chubs is at my mom's house for the week, he'll be back this weekend. He likes going down there because his cousins live right next door to my mom, so it is a party all week. I talked to him earlier, said he was chilling inside, but yesterday he played on a slip and slide, and he swam some in my Mom's hot tub. It is good to be a kid.
Boy, meanwhile is goofing around. He is not taking classes during the summer, but he is committed with his apartment, so I guess he figures he needs to go stink up his bed from time to time. In reality, he is supposed to be up there to go see his Jeep since he was in that fender bender last week. The ditzy chick that hit him finally talked to insurance and insurance called my boy saying she was at fault.
Wife is working crazy hours too. She is doing 10 hour days, so she leaves before I get home in morning and gets home after I leave. This is so they get off on Fridays, but she is still being asked to come in on Friday and she'll get paid an hourly rate. This is also supposed to be her last week but she will be covering for a coworker and I believe this means more money, which is good for our Disney trip.
I was finally allowed to sleep without a timer, although I still got up around same time. It is still liberating not having to repeat repeat the same chore. No picking up Chubs, no running to other house today.
I don't know what will ultimately happen, maybe we keep both houses and keep on keeping on, Wife says we're struggling, I don't think we've ever missed a meal. I do see that we have different needs. She wants security, I want to live like a king. I am not worried about tomorrow, I figure a heart attack will take me out one day after I retire. Sounds ugly, but I don't want to sacrifice now so in the future, husband 2.0 can live a life of leisure off my sweat and tears.
Boy, meanwhile is goofing around. He is not taking classes during the summer, but he is committed with his apartment, so I guess he figures he needs to go stink up his bed from time to time. In reality, he is supposed to be up there to go see his Jeep since he was in that fender bender last week. The ditzy chick that hit him finally talked to insurance and insurance called my boy saying she was at fault.
Wife is working crazy hours too. She is doing 10 hour days, so she leaves before I get home in morning and gets home after I leave. This is so they get off on Fridays, but she is still being asked to come in on Friday and she'll get paid an hourly rate. This is also supposed to be her last week but she will be covering for a coworker and I believe this means more money, which is good for our Disney trip.
I was finally allowed to sleep without a timer, although I still got up around same time. It is still liberating not having to repeat repeat the same chore. No picking up Chubs, no running to other house today.
I don't know what will ultimately happen, maybe we keep both houses and keep on keeping on, Wife says we're struggling, I don't think we've ever missed a meal. I do see that we have different needs. She wants security, I want to live like a king. I am not worried about tomorrow, I figure a heart attack will take me out one day after I retire. Sounds ugly, but I don't want to sacrifice now so in the future, husband 2.0 can live a life of leisure off my sweat and tears.
Tuesday, June 9, 2015
6/9/15 What Am I Doing, I Don't Want To Move?
I am seeing everything that I have accumulated get packed and the more I see, the less I like it. We are in discussion to sell my pool table, the bedroom set in guest room, Boy is selling books to trim his massive collections of crap. What the hell, I am starting to feel like I got laid off or had to take a much lower paying job. I am on pace to have my biggest paying year right now, Wife is in talks to finally get a promotion, the other house is sitting empty and new....
Why don't we sell it? I've done the numbers and we will make about the same profit selling this one or that one. I would rather not sell either, but if that is not an option, I love the space we have. I am entertaining the idea of telling my brother to move back. Maybe if he gets a daytime job, he would interact with more humans, instead of living the night life, which wasn't good for him. I would lose my personal room, but if it means I keep the house, it's a sacrifice I might be willing to make. I would still have the other guest room, unless we rent it out too.
Plus I can't call it mine, but I love living next to the green belt, no neighbors behind us, just woods and trees. I like knowing there is a creek, almost think of myself living the waterfront lifestyle. And yes, the pool has been an albatross around my neck, down to me insisting on moving it over here, but it is my pain in the ass, I need to get on it and get it going, it will clean up with a little effort. Plus the hot tub has been one of those miniature nirvanas. I did not know something could be that awesome as sitting in hot water with some half naked friends.
The fact that I can't get into packing anything has been a big sign for Wife that I don't want to go anywhere. I think hearing Boy finally make a comment made me feel the sting. We were in the older house waiting doing something or other last week and he quoted some stupid new-ish song, I guess we "started from the bottom, now we here, again". This whole moving on down is supposed to make it so we can get out of debt, but will we/can we? If we were to somehow pay off the house and all our credit cards, do we win? Do we get to retire and go home? No, it isn't a game. If I have loads of free cash, I'm going to go buy something stupider and newer. I've been eyeing used airplanes, my small circle of peeps says no, but come on, everybody loves a pilot. Let's fly to Vegas for the weekend, let me just drug the wife and throw her in the back, A-Team style.
Why don't we sell it? I've done the numbers and we will make about the same profit selling this one or that one. I would rather not sell either, but if that is not an option, I love the space we have. I am entertaining the idea of telling my brother to move back. Maybe if he gets a daytime job, he would interact with more humans, instead of living the night life, which wasn't good for him. I would lose my personal room, but if it means I keep the house, it's a sacrifice I might be willing to make. I would still have the other guest room, unless we rent it out too.
Plus I can't call it mine, but I love living next to the green belt, no neighbors behind us, just woods and trees. I like knowing there is a creek, almost think of myself living the waterfront lifestyle. And yes, the pool has been an albatross around my neck, down to me insisting on moving it over here, but it is my pain in the ass, I need to get on it and get it going, it will clean up with a little effort. Plus the hot tub has been one of those miniature nirvanas. I did not know something could be that awesome as sitting in hot water with some half naked friends.
The fact that I can't get into packing anything has been a big sign for Wife that I don't want to go anywhere. I think hearing Boy finally make a comment made me feel the sting. We were in the older house waiting doing something or other last week and he quoted some stupid new-ish song, I guess we "started from the bottom, now we here, again". This whole moving on down is supposed to make it so we can get out of debt, but will we/can we? If we were to somehow pay off the house and all our credit cards, do we win? Do we get to retire and go home? No, it isn't a game. If I have loads of free cash, I'm going to go buy something stupider and newer. I've been eyeing used airplanes, my small circle of peeps says no, but come on, everybody loves a pilot. Let's fly to Vegas for the weekend, let me just drug the wife and throw her in the back, A-Team style.
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