What Exit? hit the nail on the head. If it hadn’t happened now, it would have happened 2 days before closing, when you already had all your stuff in boxes. Or worse yet, it would have happened AFTER closing, and she would have been harassing you about (screetch) “You didn’t tell us the windows were drafty. You’regoingtogetthemfixed, atyourexpense, orwearetakingyoutocourt”
Could be worse, I was awake in the middle of the night, and some flip this house type show came on. Beautiful classic all wood craftsman, phenomenal woodwork patterning in the walls, and I about had an aneurism when they took a fucking sawsall to cut a hole in the wall to install a 42 inch plasma TV. All that pegged woodwork, with the grain matched into pretty neat patterns … :eek: :eek: :eek:
I wanted to go to Pasadena and use the sawsall on them.
They painted the wall after they shoved the TV into it.
I saw something like that on “Moving Up”. Beautiful basically new kitchen in an expensive house. GUTTED, because it wasn’t their style. Fine, but buy a house that needs a kitchen reno, don’t gut a new kitchen. I hope they at least salvaged the cabinets.
A boy’s best friend is his mother. Maybe they will just buy a motel instead.
#1 Mom was paying
#2 I have ran in to a couple of women like this in various situations. My typical response to this kind of behavior is to say in a casual, yet pointed voice- “You know I have always found that such a rude, abusive behavior is an indicator of what shitty lives you have.”
Yes, this goes over really well. No, I haven’t been punched yet, although I am ready. But you know what? You act like an asshole to someone completely undeserving, I’m going to call you on it.
And it *is *because you have a shitty life, people with hope and happiness don’t terrorize strangers.
In every home transaction I’ve been involved in, the buyer puts down good faith money, anywhere from 1 to 5 grand in case of this situation. You want to back out on our deal two days before closing? Fine. Thanks for the $3k, and I will re-list the house. It’s still a PITA, but you have some reimbursement for your inconvenience.
Also, I would have had some fun with this kid and his mom. I would have talked to him, in front of her, like the little bitch that he is. I would have reminded him that we already reached a deal on the terms, and if mommy needs to come along, in your future dealings, young man, you need to bring her along before you’ve given your word as a man in any deal, etc…
OOOOH! I didn’t see the show, but I’m having a conniption right now just hearing you describe it! I deserve quartersawn wood. **I ** deserve old-growth white oak floors. I deserve a Stickley bookcase. Not them. Me.
Considered that, but I don’t think so – he was going 100% financing through the VA.
Hey, you buy it, you do what’cha like (except for my daughter’s room, of course…we’d have to put in the contract that that stays exactly as it is).
Yep…I’ve had a day or two to stew about it, and now I’m convinced this is for the best. That ignoramus would’ve made this the deal from hell. Good riddance.
As an added bonus, I’ll now (probably) not be moving on the day of the DopeFest as was going to be the case if this had worked out!
Hmph…well, I don’t exactly recall using that wording (I mean, that is why it sold so quick, but I don’t recall saying that), but sure, go for it, kick a guy while he’s down why dont’cha. 
Wow, you did a great job on your daughter’s room and as someone that likes to work with wood, I am jealous of the wood floors at your place. Did you refinish the floor in her room too? I recall you did part of the downstairs.
Look forward to seeing you again at the Dopefest.
No, I haven’t done a thing to any of the original hardwood. For the most part, it really doesn’t need anything…it’s in fine shape throughout.
What we did downstairs was pull up the carpet in the dining room and put down wood floor tiles. Not the nicest stuff in the world, but it’s good for what we could afford at the time.
What a gorgeous room! But where the heck do all the doors go? If I counted correctly there appear to four - in not that large of a room.
The OP bitch is the kind of mom who ends up stuffed in the attic.
Aw, I’m touched! have you been writing her height on there? It’s made to be written on!! 
The layout of the house is known as “railroaded” – you can go to an adjoining room via the hallway, or directly from the room you’re in. One door is the hallway, one is a closet, one is our bedroom and one is the laundry room (we removed the doorknobs to our room and the laundry from her side of the doors).
The floor plan puts it into perspective (second floor).
Hey, thank you very much for sending it! We’ve been recording her height on a door frame, but I’ll have to make sure and transfer them over before we move.
The guy is a vet? And his mother holds his balls in her purse?
Baaaawaawawawahahahahahaha…At him, not you Hal.
heh, mrAru and I wandered into the local stickley store to browse … the mission spindle chair, loveseat and mostly matching end table that we desperately desire will run us almost 10 thousand dollars US … sob however, it will last us the rest of our lives… My parents bought stickley when they got married in 1949, and it has lasted in seriously great condition through 3 kids, rotating through duty stations in Germany, Alaska, Fort Huachuca, Fort Dix and 3 civillian moves and 3 grandchildren. My mom is not the type that plastecizes everything and turns it into a shrine, that furniture has been well lived in and only really shows minimal battle scars.
We figure that now I am telecommuting, I am saving something on the order of $400 a month through not driving, and making about $1000 a month in overtime pay [i punch in when I would have left for work, and punch out when I would normally have gotten home. I do 10 hours a day=) and LOVE it.] so I can spend my extra money on what I want. So far I have redone the bathroom except for the indulgabath that my dad is getting me as a belated christmas present, a new kitchen/livingroom floor, and new kitchen somewhere about christmas time, and next summer or fall the Stickley living room goodies we want. I am socking away $250 a month towards general savings as well =)
My sort of goal is to have the house more or less ready for retirement [fully handicapped accessable, everything renovated to my desires including furniture and appliances] and paid off in 10 years [my age 55] so that anything seriously extra that we make will just go into augmenting the regular retirement planning. We do realize that our assorted parents will be shuffling off the mortal coil sometime [within the next 10 years for my parents, both at 86 years old and within 5 or so years after that for mrAru] which will jsut be bonus retirement funds, so we are looking at a reasonably comfortable retirement [barring unforseen occurences, knock wood!]
I think my husband, the former professional painter, would have a seizure looking at that room.
When I was selling my first condo, I had an offer that was rescinded too, for some stupid reason (they thought the place was haunted, or some such crapola), and it turned out that my condo sold a couple of weeks later in a bidding war, and I got more than I was asking for it. I do feel sorry for that guy, though. If you’re old enough to buying a house on your own, you should be old enough to be making your own decisions without mommy telling you what to do.
When I was selling my first house, I got a contract from a guy who liked it because it was big enough for him and his mother. As closing got closer, he started making noises that Mama didn’t like the place. He didn’t show at closing, and I was back on the market (doing it from 800 miles away.)
Got a new realtor and a new buyer who showed up at closing lacking $12,000 - I had the choice of walking away or holding a second mortgage. So I held the second. I was not happy. I eventually sold the mortgage just to get some of my equity in a lump sum rather than wait for 10 years or whatever the term was.
Hope your next contract goes better than my second one did. Good luck!
That old bitch did you a favor. Find someone to buy it who will appreciate it.