@writerphoebe.bsky.social I need you to know I saw the Dan and Phil news and IMMEDIATELY thought of you. I still don't know who they are but I'm here being a supportive friend.
Thanks. I hate everything to do with the entire process, so I can use all of the luck I can get. I just want to be done with the stress of it.
Thanks. It was the right decision for exactly that reason, and there's always a risk the inspection will find something. There will be other houses.
The house didn't work out. The inspection found issues with the foundation, so I backed out of the contract. I can't prove they knew about the foundation, so I lost my due diligence money. I'm disappointed, and angry about the money, but mostly I'm mad I have to go through it all again next time.
Thank you! I'm a little bit terrified, but a lot of the stress disappeared when they accepted my offer. Turns out I didnt like looking for houses and just needed to be done to find the excitement in the process.
I'm officially under contract for a house. It's everything I wanted and has a reasonable commute to work. It's a beautiful old farmhouse with a wrap around porch on 1.1 acres. I'm so excited and so overwhelmed with finally achieving one of my biggest goals.
I put an offer in on the house I want last night, so I stayed busy making this goose today. I impressed myself with the pattern matching, because I'd never worked with plaid before.
My grandma made everyone geese one year for Christmas when I was little, and ours was in the kitchen for years. So first up is new geese for family members in all different fabrics. I have the first one cut out and ready to be sewn. It's so damn cute!
To keep my mind occupied I've finished my first quilt. I am so pleased with how well it turned out. I amassed quite the fabric collection between Joanns going out of business and wanting to get ahead of the tariffs. It's going to be a homemade Christmas this year.
Just to pile on more stress, my mom is still being awful. Nikki and I went no contact back in February, but she keeps cycling back around. She's threatening and harassing family members, accusing people of stealing from her, and saying people have broken into her house. It's a lot.
I'm equal parts super excited and super terrified, so right on track probably. Anyone want to come be the 2nd income in my household? It's a really cool old house on over an acre with a wrap around porch, sunroom, screen porch, chicken/duck coup, wood stove, fire pit, wood shop, and a creepy attic.
In this process I am collecting other adults. I have a financial investment guy now? A realtor? A loan officer? Listen, I stay in my lane and am realizing there's a lot I don't know. If you want to know about groundwater, soil, or stormwater I'm your girl. Escrow? Due diligence? Points? No idea.
I found a house and just talked to my realtor about putting in an offer. I feel like I need an adult, and keep remembering I am the adult. But also, the world is dying and it's just money. Basically, existential dread vs panic attack.
I also have a puzzle feeder, but Daisy struggles to pick things up with her fluffy grinch feet. She's 90% fluff, which is majestic but problematic at times. 😅
When she'sfeeling better, my cats love their treat ball. Every couple of days I put some of their breakfast portion of dry food in it with a couple treats, and leave them to chase it all over downstairs while I'm at work.
I spent the last 8 days in NY for my cousin's wedding. It was a great trip, and the only stress was the expected wedding stress. Mom wasn't invited, so her contacting us today about the phones was right on schedule for trying to ruin something. She didn't succeed. Look at those happy faces!
Today we were able to cut the last tie to mom. She brought up us getting off the phone plan (we've been paying our share) and we took that as permission and ran with it. It had to be her idea or she'd flip out. We're free!
Please tell her I love her for being grumbly and buy her an extra present from me to help her recovery. She can share with you if she wants. 💜
I worked a 12 hour day at a town festival yesterday, so I did nothing productive today. I finished my first quilt top and took a nap. I'm very happy with how it turned out. Next weekend I'll layer it with batting and backing, and give the actual quilting process a try.
It was a complete happy accident that the pink plaid is lined up so perfectly.
One of the women I follow on tiktok is running a quilt block competition. It was $3 plus shipping for 3 fat quarters. I get to keep the extra fabric, and I can add from my own stash if I want. I've been home sick for 2 days and got stir crazy this afternoon. I made this for my entry for the comp.
And if anyone needs it, here's a Daisy update. She's so fluffy and getting so big.
Last weekend I made myself reversible placemats for St. Patrick's Day and Easter.
My cousin and her kids are visiting for a couple of days next weekend on the way to the beach. I went to Joanns for Easter fabric this morning and made the kids Easter baskets. They turned out so cute! I'm going to fill them with candy and road trip snacks.
The latest awful text was 425 words (not the record unfortunately), and prompted because I won't give her information to include me in a tax fraud scheme.
I miss being able to vent about my mom and how she treats me in a locked space. The wild news is she's branched out from just abusing her kids, and now neither of her sisters will speak to her either.
I can't wait for all the old men at work to talk about the Kendrick halftime show. LOL!
I have to find a cheaper way to cope, because currently I'm buying dopamine with fabric purchases. I'm slowly using it (and will continue using it for months to come), but it's not a cheap coping mechanism. I need to try stress baking again or eat more ice cream or something.
They said they put the word out immediately to every other contractor they could think of. I asked to be added to that phone tree. There isn't much I can do, but I can help spread the word. I'm also not above playing dumb to use my white lady privilege to buy time if I see it in person.
Another inspector group told me there was an ICE raid on Friday at one of our construction sites. The equipment operators bailed into the woods, but some of the trades workers in the houses were taken in. I've felt dazed and devastated and angry all day.
