Another Leg of our Journey; Life in Town...in a rented Bungalow

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Trying to decide, keep or sell.
I know the feeling. I once owned 160 acres and kept it for 6 years. Had planned to build a house there for retirement. Then I realized how remote it was and that when I retired I would need to be closer to amenities and health care. Even though I knew the land was impractical I felt very sad when I sold it and went to ''visit'' it a couple of times and still think of it.
 
So, our broker is on this loan process
The only thing I can find fault with him is timing

Got an email from Podunk Bank of Assvania
I immediately junked it and blocked it, then deleted it
May be two hours later, my broker emailed me on the next few things I needed to do
One of them was to approve paperless docs from (you guessed it) Podunk Bank of Assvania
I immediately searched my delete file...nada
I searched and searched...nada
I called Verizon for help (ph# is 611)
The nice auto bot lady on the other end sweetly asked what I wanted to do by the numbers
After squeezing the phone reeeeal hard, I found the ability to calmly ask for a living breathing effing agent
Several 'I'm experiencing difficulty in understanding you' s later, I got a text message from wunna those customer service non-technicians
'Hi, I'm Jerry, how can I help you?'
I pecked away at my phone for the next 20 minutes, telling him what I needed
Then waited, watching the little dots string along like someone was typing
Only it didn't happen

I googled Verizon for a real phone number
dialed the 800-wer-busy
somehow, I was able to reach a human
Predictably, they asked me to do the obvious
I explained I was dumb, but not that effing dumb
He connected me with an angel
We dug into my PC, together
She was so cool
She couldn't resurrect what I'd deleted, but was able to unblock the email addy tucked into the guts of my PC

So, tomorrow is another day

But, I'll tell ya......it is scenes like today that drove me to the woods
 

Well, after the dust settles, and we get that place, and I fulfill the projects in my head, I'm gonna get another piece of land.
Can't not.
Only, it'll be a get away
No longer gonna live out too far
But, I got cabin build fever
Doubt it'll ever leave me
I'm eyeballing a chunk of property on the top of a hill
Good views
No water
Wells would prolly be 2000 feet
No worries
Pack it in
I wanna build something with big windows
And maybe a rock fireplace
Never done that

This one place doesn't have as many trees
But what trees there are are ponderosa pine
Much bigger than the lodge pole pine
More stable
mountain top 2.jpg

The views are pretty nice
Would need the Jeep to get to it
I like that
Not so many renegades

I can imagine me and my lady nestled on the couch, sipping something hot...or something with ice
Listening to the crackle of the fire
Looking out the window

mountian top.jpg
 
Well, after the dust settles, and we get that place, and I fulfill the projects in my head, I'm gonna get another piece of land.
Can't not.
Only, it'll be a get away
No longer gonna live out too far
But, I got cabin build fever
Doubt it'll ever leave me
I'm eyeballing a chunk of property on the top of a hill
Good views
No water
Wells would prolly be 2000 feet
No worries
Pack it in
I wanna build something with big windows
And maybe a rock fireplace
Never done that

This one place doesn't have as many trees
But what trees there are are ponderosa pine
Much bigger than the lodge pole pine
More stable
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The views are pretty nice
Would need the Jeep to get to it
I like that
Not so many renegades

I can imagine me and my lady nestled on the couch, sipping something hot...or something with ice
Listening to the crackle of the fire
Looking out the window

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Yes, know what you mean, Gary... can't imagine us living in a subdivision or "town" after all these years. Nice thing is we have the land now and its close to the "everything we need" area. Nothing like a good country road and woods smells to bring you back to reality...back to nature. Plan to stay here hopefully until we go to the other side...lol. Hope you can build your dream cabin and enjoy!
 
Gary,I'm sure your cabin will become a reality. You have the fire and determination to make it happen. That spot looks great.
My daughter lived outside of Coos Bay on a mountain over looking a river. Don't remember the name, her living room was mostly all windows. You could see all the lights across the river in the evening. As I remember there was a casino there and also a saw mill. A big window is a must for the spot you have chosen. Good luck and follow your dreams.
 
So, our broker is on this loan process
The only thing I can find fault with him is timing

Got an email from Podunk Bank of Assvania
I immediately junked it and blocked it, then deleted it
May be two hours later, my broker emailed me on the next few things I needed to do
One of them was to approve paperless docs from (you guessed it) Podunk Bank of Assvania
I immediately searched my delete file...nada
I searched and searched...nada
I called Verizon for help (ph# is 611)
The nice auto bot lady on the other end sweetly asked what I wanted to do by the numbers
After squeezing the phone reeeeal hard, I found the ability to calmly ask for a living breathing effing agent
Several 'I'm experiencing difficulty in understanding you' s later, I got a text message from wunna those customer service non-technicians
'Hi, I'm Jerry, how can I help you?'
I pecked away at my phone for the next 20 minutes, telling him what I needed
Then waited, watching the little dots string along like someone was typing
Only it didn't happen

I googled Verizon for a real phone number
dialed the 800-wer-busy
somehow, I was able to reach a human
Predictably, they asked me to do the obvious
I explained I was dumb, but not that effing dumb
He connected me with an angel
We dug into my PC, together
She was so cool
She couldn't resurrect what I'd deleted, but was able to unblock the email addy tucked into the guts of my PC

So, tomorrow is another day

But, I'll tell ya......it is scenes like today that drove me to the woods
You got me tearing out my own hair!
 
So, the day was filled with running around, signing our names a gazillion times.
Then getting quotes for needful things.

It started out a bit on the down side
A seagull decorated my windshield

However, he was an artistic avian
A sorta Bob Ross of the sky

Didn't know bird poop, with a twist of dark garbage, when shot out just right....could become a terrier puppy

artistic avian.jpg
 
Gary, do you have bird families living in some of your avian abodes?

I hope you get your house before you go bald from tearing out your hair over banks and realtors! If there's one thing I really HATE, it is trying to deal with robotic ladies and human idiots on bank phone lines. It isn't good for my blood pressure.
 

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