If I've learned only one thing in my life it is that things can change on a dime.
I hate to wait. I can, and I do. Yet, I despise the process.
Remember how the dude who owns the land across from the park refused to let us run an electric pole over there? And remember how we had to write a very painful check for thousands of dollars to run electricity down the easement? Remember all that?
Well, the wonderful guy with the county cooperative electric company continued to do all he could to help us. He let us know ahead of time that we could get some of that money back if we made sure the house had the wheels removed and was anchored. This makes it a "permanent residence" and it costs less to run the line. All we had to do was ask the county to come back out and inspect it. If it qualified, we would get a check back and save some money.
These were the words we kept hearing: "some money." Geez, even a few hundred dollars back would be GREAT! We were hoping for $200-$300.
Today, though, we got the check.
And ... we got a few THOUSAND back.
Hold on .....
Had to go look at the check again to still make sure I'm reading it right.
The total cost to us is now just barely over what it would have cost if little-land-owning guy had let us run the pole on his property.
We're just OUT a few hundred.
What I haven't been able to keep you abreast on is the general expectations of a repo. Do you think a house gets repossessed and someone DOESN'T sneak out and swipe all of the copper pipes for the AC? There's an expectation that much will be broken and anything worth value has been stripped, stolen or pried. So, over the past two days, some of our costs were going up as we get things hooked up. We expected it, yet it's still no fun to watch your funds drain more quickly than you would like.
And then you get the check from the county cooperative ... ya' know ... "some money."
A reminder that I suck at the patience thing. Sometimes I need to just breathe.
(photo by Katia Gelman)