Rest is a luxury few can afford & fewer appreciate. ~Me.
I made this for a friend who is about tot retire! My girlfriend has worked hard her entire life- as a teacher.. and this is her last year- in a few months she is done! WoooooHoooo!
I couldn't be happier for her. I know though - she is truly far from retirement.. she has parents that are now dealing with issues associated with age, young adult children - that we never stop stressing over & caring about -a husband and duties that won't end, she is far for retiring.. she won't be plopping herself infront of any TV eating bonbons all day.
A womans work is never done.
This past week was emotional & stress filled - a FUCKING important lesson as usual was learned the hard way. We went from being elated about our new home to days later being told the bank "miscalculated" only by a small amount... $400,000. That's right - a bank employee made an error & yes, we are all human.. but did not inform us of such error - we were signing legal contracts & house hunting under false pretences.. We went from being approved to not being approved ? & no one told us. It made NO sense to anyone as we do not currently have a mortgage - my dream home - where I have mentally moved in & decided where to place my easel & started painting - lol - was gone.. I cried the entire day - what a mind fuck this is.. After my pity party where only the girls and I attended.. suffering from a nasty headache I thought -- how dare I cry over a 'house' when so few even have a bed, reality kicked in & so did a little anger.
Time to Take control of this situation instead of crying about it & it controlling me.
WTF... I tired to get in touch with someone. TRIED' being the key word- NOPE - no such luck.. when I TRIED to call someone I was told - You can't speak to anyone - there is NO one to complain to per-say ... only the 'branch manager' - all she kept saying was:
I was not there I did not witness it... - well, isn't that fucking special, I thought to myself.
Trying to find out what the fuck went wrong!? Here is what I learned - apparently the RBC can 'miscalculate - by $400,000 but God forbid I say...
'are you fucking kidding' me!? on the PHONE!
WOW. I was silly enough to try again... thinking Georgia - stay calm.. blah blah blah blah blah... from them Me: $400,00o! is no fuckng minor MISCALCU..." CLICK
$400,00O - You tell me how you would feel, boxes packed- house bought.
Did I get an apology - No... & suddenly a little denial entered the conversation.
Not only did they ignore the issue, as if no wrong was done... BUT they did focus on my swearing stating: 'I should treat them with respect'.. I then asked them to explain how respectful it was to make a $400,00o fucking mistake & not even have the decency to inform us. Speechless is the word then that comes to mind.
A small miscalculation for them a big mental breakdown for me, a big dose of fucking stress WE did not need OR deserve.
Had we signed a contract we couldn't get out of under false pretences - would the bank have paid for their miscalculation? I doubt it. We opened the account the day we bought this house - it was a tiny office & I quickly became friends with a few of the ladies whom work there still - the service amazing. Now they have moved, are much bigger, fancier - but the service.... $400,000 "miscalculation" is no fucking tiny mistake, not to us.
Stress - yikes.. Rest is what I need NOW - I admit - it knocked me out physically & mentally - but just for a couple of days - tomorrow is a new day & I am excited for it....
it is just a house... just a mistake - Focus on the deer you will paint.
All 'apparently, has been resolved.
The Science of Swearing - just one more way men are taken seriously & women thought trashy - educate yourself & others - because when someone makes $400,000 mistake... I guarantee you - you will swear.
27 years.. no more than numbers.
With TLC & THC
To see my Father's Day contribution - head over to Forever Grateful Greetings!