Sunday, September 4, 2011

Sanity

I think I was happier in Texas.  I know the girl were.  They say it to me al the time, reminding me as much as possible.  The house we are in is falling in around us and I really don't think I will be renewing the lease even though with housing it is insanely hard and I am trying to work it out with Title 1 office so they stay in the school I have them transferred to.  They have been transferred too many times so I need to do whatever I can to keep them where they are.

The yearly inspection is coming up anyway and I know the house will fail.  I just barely brought it up to code and that right there should of been a warning then.  I had to pay for pretty much everything but the a/c and even then I had to put a deposit on it and it didn't get that installed until the day we moved because he was scared someone would steal it.  We thought it would be some new top of the line model.  No.  This thing has broken twice and the guy who he has fix it (unless I want to pay a guy to fix it) cant figure out how to have it where it switches off when it reaches the temp its set to. So its either on or off.  He has been out here 4 times for it.  My electric bill has been $260 for a less than 1000sq foot house.

I have every receipt we paid for each thing we used to fix up the house to get it ready for the inspection (since we would get $200 off deposit).  AHHHHHHHHHH Im getting off topic.  This house sucks.  Quick run down
A. A/c doesn't work right (i cant pay a different guy to fix since I still have shit on my car to fix)
B. Oh so not insulated.  Bugs crawl in everywhere.
C. Attic infested with (evil)spiders and rats
D. backyard is taken over with chickens. (dont really care but kids cant play back there cuz they chase them and all the crap, and Bella barks)
E.  The neighbor 4 houses down has parties with music for effin loud every few days no matter what day of the week and it gets so loud i can hear the lyrics over the bass over my earphones which are maxed which my tv is up though my head is smushed between pillows.
F. There is only a shower. No bath.

I hate it.

Rant over because I need to go to the gym and run off some pissy-ness and listen to what Loe calls 'yelling music'.

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