Nothing is Ever as Easy as You Think

I didn’t sleep last night.

I might have caught an hour or two between ten and seven, but I am exhausted as I write this. Why? Because people are shitheads.

Y’all know I’m moving at the end of January. The contract was signed, a deposit was put down, and the movers have been booked. There are packed boxes stacking up in the living room.

On that contract was a stipulation: a carport had to be added to the existing home in January, 2019. Why? Because park management insisted, and I wasn’t about to be held liable for something that was not my responsibility. It should have been replaced over a year ago, but the owner didn’t do it then and apparently, he still doesn’t want to do it.

I asked the realtor a couple days ago to check on this, and she told me the place had been painted and the damage caused by Irma repaired, but no new carport. She sent pictures. It looks very nice, and hey, the place already has a carport; why the hell would I need another one? I said the new improvements were acceptable but management had to sign off on it. 

The realtor checked with the county; there was nothing in their building code about having to replace a carport; the owner of the place only had to make it “presentable,” and it was up to them to decide what to do with the concrete slab.

I called management late yesterday afternoon, telling her there was a problem. We went back and forth; she said the replacement had to be a carport, screen room, or Florida room. I told her there was no way I could afford to add those myself, nor should I have to, as the contract clearly states the current owner was doing it. She relented enough to say she’d talk to the park owners and see what they said.

So I didn’t sleep last night. I imagined the deal falling through and all my belongings loaded on a truck going nowhere.

When I finally crawled out of bed, head and body aching from lack of sleep, I dove into finding another place to buy. I found two in my price range. Neither of them is as good as the one I want, for one reason or another, but each one has cheaper lot rent (which included mowing, a big expense in Florida, as everything grows like mad) and water (another big expense). I’d be better off financially, if less happy, choosing one of them than trying to hang on to this one.

I emailed the realtor: a decision had to be made Monday, because Tuesday, I was going to look at something else. R likened this situation to the one Trump is currently in; he and the Dems are battling over that fucking wall, and one of them has to give in if progress is going to be made. Yes, the owner (Dems) should have built the damn carport, but he didn’t and management (Trump) doesn’t want to concede, so I should be punished? Like I said… shitheads.

The realtor emailed a few minutes ago that she and management had a lengthy conversation about this, and the latter would contact her as soon as she talked with the park owners.

Now I wait. I’m going a little crazy, not knowing where I’ll end up in three weeks, but somehow this kind of thing always works out for me. I will get the place that is best for me. None of them are perfect, but I’ll find a way to make it work.

And how is your Saturday going? 😉

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9 Responses to Nothing is Ever as Easy as You Think

  1. Lindsaysf says:

    Sounds like you’re doing all the footwork at your end. So it will work out. You have options and that always puts you in a stronger negotiating position.

    • Fenraven says:

      That’s what I think, which is why I’m keeping the realtor apprised of my actions. If one side or the other doesn’t cave, they’ll both lose out, and I will move on.

  2. Janet Ellinger says:

    Do they know you’re looking at other property?

    • Fenraven says:

      Yes. The only person I haven’t spoken to directly is the owner of the home. R and I talked about this at length. I’m in a position of strength. I can force him to comply with the terms of the contract. I just sent an email to the realtor, pointing out the if the home owner does not comply with the terms stated in the contract, he will be in default, and I will take this to arbitration. Obviously, he will lose and have to pay to put up a carport anyway, so he might as well do it now. Because “carport” means different things to different people, I grabbed a screenshot of the place from Google maps, dated June of 2011, and attached it to the email. It clearly shows the carport. He is in the wrong. If he fights me, he will lose. There is still the problem of whether or not he’ll do it by the end of January, and as I’ve already given notice, that could leave me and my stuff with no place to go. That would suck.

  3. Helena Stone says:

    Ugh, what a nightmare, except that you, of course, have to be asleep to endure one of those. I’m hanging on to the old saying that things happen for a reason and that this will work out to your best advantage, one way or another. Good luck.

  4. Aniko says:

    My fingers are crossed that everything works out best for you in the end. Being in limbo and unsure of what direction you will end up needing to take sucks, though.

  5. aahickman says:

    *hugs* I hope it is resolved soon.

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