Mad Scrambling
We're all scrambling like mad over here, trying to figure out how to purchase a house and some land. That's right, we're mad scramblers.
So tired of renting, and living in too-small houses. So tired of mildew and mold that seems to be the standard in older homes in Wisconsin, especially those with basements. So tired of worrying about not being able to grow our own food and set up the land for growing medicinals the way we want. It's frustrating to be on the verge of being able to feel more self-sufficient and feeling stopped by circumstance.
So we found a really nice property that is out of our price range. And it is awesome in many. many ways: all appliances included, all two years old; new construction as of 2006; cedar siding; tons of hardwoods and open land; a seasonal creek and a pond; privacy, and beauty. Trying to rustle up some cash, we called all the places possible that provide low-income [which is SO our situation right now] loans and services to home buyers. We more than qualify for everything possible, hooray! Oh, but we want to live outside of the city. AND we want more than 5 acres. The powers that be figure with more than 5 acres we could make the land income-generating, and therefore not need special help to get a cheap, stable loan. I do understand the concept of limited funds going to the most needy, blah blah blah. I've lived my damned life by that mantra for years now. However, my paranoid mind has come to the conclusion that it is dangerous and/or unpleasant for the poor to 1) have too much land, and 2) live outside of the easily-controlled cities and towns. You can argue reasonably with me all day long, and I will agree that organizations have to cap their services somewhere. I will agree. But I am still left with the sinister feeling that the poor shouldn't have too much power, according to the money-lenders of the US.
So there.
Here is the property we really want.
And now we wait for Brother-in-Law to get his shit together and pay Tata his half of the value of their dad's house, which has been sitting in Chicago, rented for several months (almost a year), and for which Chris has received NOTHING in more than a year and half. And which we need in order to secure a small loan to pay the difference with a little extra for infrastucture and installing a wood stove. And which said Brother-in-Law doesn't want to pay the full amount to Chris because the market is so bad now. And which he agreed to pay twice before and never did.
But I'm not going to this bitter, ugly place today so I don't have to feel angry again.
[skipping] La la la, isn't it a nice day? Beautiful fall weather, birds, leaves, wind, etc. You can sing with me!
So join me in our mad scramble, and wish us the best of luck! And if we buy this house, you all can come on up and party with us.
So tired of renting, and living in too-small houses. So tired of mildew and mold that seems to be the standard in older homes in Wisconsin, especially those with basements. So tired of worrying about not being able to grow our own food and set up the land for growing medicinals the way we want. It's frustrating to be on the verge of being able to feel more self-sufficient and feeling stopped by circumstance.
So we found a really nice property that is out of our price range. And it is awesome in many. many ways: all appliances included, all two years old; new construction as of 2006; cedar siding; tons of hardwoods and open land; a seasonal creek and a pond; privacy, and beauty. Trying to rustle up some cash, we called all the places possible that provide low-income [which is SO our situation right now] loans and services to home buyers. We more than qualify for everything possible, hooray! Oh, but we want to live outside of the city. AND we want more than 5 acres. The powers that be figure with more than 5 acres we could make the land income-generating, and therefore not need special help to get a cheap, stable loan. I do understand the concept of limited funds going to the most needy, blah blah blah. I've lived my damned life by that mantra for years now. However, my paranoid mind has come to the conclusion that it is dangerous and/or unpleasant for the poor to 1) have too much land, and 2) live outside of the easily-controlled cities and towns. You can argue reasonably with me all day long, and I will agree that organizations have to cap their services somewhere. I will agree. But I am still left with the sinister feeling that the poor shouldn't have too much power, according to the money-lenders of the US.
So there.
Here is the property we really want.
And now we wait for Brother-in-Law to get his shit together and pay Tata his half of the value of their dad's house, which has been sitting in Chicago, rented for several months (almost a year), and for which Chris has received NOTHING in more than a year and half. And which we need in order to secure a small loan to pay the difference with a little extra for infrastucture and installing a wood stove. And which said Brother-in-Law doesn't want to pay the full amount to Chris because the market is so bad now. And which he agreed to pay twice before and never did.
But I'm not going to this bitter, ugly place today so I don't have to feel angry again.
[skipping] La la la, isn't it a nice day? Beautiful fall weather, birds, leaves, wind, etc. You can sing with me!
So join me in our mad scramble, and wish us the best of luck! And if we buy this house, you all can come on up and party with us.
posted by Skim @ 10:05 AM
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