The Hellhole

Monday, July 17, 2006

GAH! - I had such a crudbucket day today. We spent all day Saturday putting hardwood flooring in the den, which was something I'd wanted/needed to do for quite some time. But it involves imposing on my Parental Units, which I don't like, and Alan aggravated an already sore back so he spent Sunday aching and I spent Sunday feeling guilty. The den looks great, though.

Then today, besides a (say it like the lady from Office Space) case of the Mondays, I had plans for some major projects and The Boss derailed them in the form of interruptions and other projects straightaway. Don't get me wrong, I'm aware that I work for him, so my job is doing what he needs me to do, but the stuff I had planned for today was stuff like monthly billing for his biggest company, not personal stuff, and it HAS to get done. It seems like no matter how much I get done or how many things I finish, the only things The Boss wants to know about are the items I haven't done yet and when is it gonna be done and what about this other thing and oh by the way do this too. If I explain to him the other things I need to do (like the billing) he's very nice and agreeable about it - seemingly - but it doesn't stop him from asking incessantly if the other things are done yet and if not, when.

This same issue is spilling over into my personal life...I have the personal/professional line rather blurred at the moment. The Boss wants me to relocate from the downtown office to this other office about 50 miles away. I've indicated that I'm not opposed to this (a decision reached after much worry, fretting, frustration and tears) but as I've told him several times in each of our many discussions about relocation, things have to happen in a specific order, or they won't happen at all. I don't feel I have the budget (or maybe Lachele's intestinal fortitude) to handle two mortgages at once, so I'm not buying a new house until this one is sold. That means: certain renovations to my existing house first; second, get a realtor in to tell me what it's likely to sell for; derive from what the realtor says a price range for the new house; then start looking; then when, and only when, my existing house sells, I will move. On the surface The Boss has been very understanding and helpful and cooperative about this, but I get pressured every day about when this is going to happen and what kind of time line we're looking at - like I know. The crystal ball is on the fritz and I just can't decide if my house is likely to sell in 6 weeks or 6 months. He says stuff like, "I really need you up here", "I really need you here so you'll be in place when [this particular project] kicks off", "Do you think you'll be moved by [other project inception]?" Although I totally love and adore The Boss, it gets on my very last freaking nerve to have such exigency and pressure placed on something that's pretty much out of my capacity to control.

So now I'm home and I'm mad and I'm throwing most of my belongings into boxes for Goodwill, because if I'm supposed to be doing all of the above all at once, I'm sure not going to have time to freakin' PACK.

6 Comments:

  • You do realize that people move from one house to another all the time, right? ;) There are ways to buy a new house where it's contingent upon your old house selling. You won't be forced to have two mortgages.

    Now, get yourself to Zillow.com, put in your address and see what they think your house is worth. See what they think your neighbors' houses are worth. See what houses are going for in the area you want to move to - use Zillow & Realtor.com. Get a referral from someone you trust for a good realtor, who will walk you through everything.

    It'll all work out. It really will.

    Sorry about Alan's back. Advil, ice, back brace, lay in bed on side w/ pillow btw legs, chiropractor, more ice.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 10:54 PM  

  • Yes, of course I realize that people move from one house to another all the time. That's precisely why I'm terrified!!! You know how my life works whenever I try to do anything NORMAL.

    By Blogger Helly, at 7:06 AM  

  • I know you love and adore your boss, Helly, but every time you post about him you make me realize what a super boss I have!

    -Sandy

    By Blogger Topcat, at 10:23 AM  

  • Your parental units do not feel imposed upon. Not at all.

    Female Parental Unit

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 1:53 PM  

  • Aw, what a nice FPU.

    Buying & selling a house isn't super normal, like paying for a drink at Starbucks. So, you'll be fine. It'll be good. Imagine yourself in your new home with extra closet space or a fancier bathroom or a cool kitchen. New cool restaurants to explore. And....wait for it now, the END OF YOUR CRAPPY SCUMBAG NEIGHBORS AND THE TRASH IN THEIR YARD.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 9:31 PM  

  • Buying a new house is fine... it's selling the old one that can suck.

    If I'd had the option to stay in my old house until it sold, I would have. Ok, well, I -could- have, and would have had at least 3 hours a day in round-trip commute time. My voice would have been in great shape from all the practice, but I would have been hospitalized within 6 months from a nervous breakdown -- not that two mortgages is all that easy, either.

    Unless you can very easily handle two mortgages, assuming you have the option to stay in the current house, I think you're right to try and sell the one you're in first.

    I was going to suggest a small, temporary apartment, but with pets, apartments aren't cheap.

    By the way, banker's boxes are cheap, easy to open and close, stack well, and aren't an eyesore for potential buyers.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 10:14 PM  

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