Bugs playing the role of Brunhilde feels appropriate. The leftover money in the refinancing landed in my checking account! No sign of it on the debt being paid that the credit union-title company chose first. Either way, I’m going to jump through the hoops to rejoin my original credit union since we have history…despite the hoop jumping, argh.
Too bad the timing came alongside the pandemic. Just when one pain in the ass has put my life on pause, now came another. Well, we were due after the 1917-19 Killer Influenza. Quick reminder everybody, don’t use the adjective Spanish for it. It didn’t originate on the Iberian Peninsula and it wasn’t their fault for its spread. They got the moniker because their media covered it the most while other Western countries stuck their collective fingers in their ears like Orange Foolius and went “No! No! No!”
I’m going through my list in a special projects notebook to check off the order of what I want to get fixed on house and life.
Fear not, I’m not stupid neither. I’m quite aware of the money needing to be paid back via the new mortgage.