Today was the last day for the previous owner (let's call him FA, you figure it out) of this stupid house to reply to our letter. We gave him 2 options, the first being that he could buy the house back from us for ALL of our costs to date (I really hope he doesn't choose this one, I do not want to move AGAIN) and the second being that he put $50,000 into our lawyers trust account and then when the repairs get done in the spring, that will pay for it and remaining funds (if any) will be given back to him. If neither was agreeable to him, we sue his lying ass in court for all costs, including legal fees and emotional stress. We would likely win, but how long it would actually take to get the money off him is another story. It could be several years if we had to garnish his wages. I'm not sure where the $70,000ish up front is going to come from. I'll probably just go pick it off the money tree in the backyard.
So, the realtor called today to say that FA has gotten his own lawyer and would like an extension to prepare a reply. F*CK. Are you kidding me? I have been waiting ALL WEEK LONG for this day, just so that I know what we are facing. I cannot bear the thought of going through the already crappy Christmas season not knowing. He has known about the problems since the day after we took possession (this was the day it flooded...happy f*cking housewarming) and he has had ten days to respond to the letter. I am FED UP. I want to drive over to his new house and a) haul him outside and beat the living crap out of him b) put a garden hose on full blast in his basement window and see how he likes them apples or c) BOTH
OH JOY. The phone just rang as I am typing. It was my mother calling to tell me that my daughter is in jail. Apparently she showed up at the school (which she hasn't been attending for weeks) and was high and freaking out so they called the police. Is this really happening? I mean, REALLY HAPPENING?
I just want to curl up in a ball and die. Bloody f*cking hell. THIS IS NOT MY LIFE, it is someone's twisted and sick idea of a cruel joke. I swear it has to be.
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I wish I could just pluck you from reality and take you to lala land.
On the house topic, some friends of mine went through the exact same thing when they bought their house. They took the seller to court....and won, but it took 2 years by the time it was all said and done. The seller ended up having to sell their house to pay back my friends. They cried in court about it, and my friend said. TOO BAD. Also, chances are your seller was WELL aware of the problems before you bought the house. This was the case in my friends situation, but seller swore up and down they never knew. My friend was able to find (got knows how) people that had been to the property and recommended repairs and these contractors vouched in court for my friends. So anyway, they ended up getting about 70k from the seller for repairs, by this time they had fixed pretty much everything themselves on borrowed money, which sucked the royal ass, but at least they got it all back PLUS legal fees.
As for your daughter. I wish I could do something. I REALLY REALLY do. I can't imagine how shitty it is.
He knew, without a doubt. I have a neighbor who has told me, a report with the City from 2 yrs ago, and a contractor we called had coincidentally been here before around the same time. Also, he installed brand new wood paneling just before he listed it. The wood panelling is what covers up the MASSIVE gaps in the concrete. I would call them cracks, but they are more like separations. I can stick my whole hand inside them.
I am sitting here telling myself over and over and over that killing him is NOT worth going to jail over.
It's not, right?
see, now that is just
superfuckingshitty
I mean SERIOUSLY.....I can't believe that there are people in the world who before selling their house don't understand the basics of the LAW with regards to selling a house.
UM, yeah. If there is a minor problem you weren't aware of it is one thing (you know...hot water tank bites it 15 days after taking possession), but to NOT disclose Niagrafuckingfalls in the basement and cracks in teh foundation you can park a Hummer in, is just plain old against the law.
Did he REALLY....I mean REALLY think it wouldn't come back to bite is loser ass in the end?? What does the selling realtor think about this? Have they been notified? I mean, not that they can do anything, but at least they can be aware if this dipchit uses him to sell their next house.
I don't understand it either. How can you deliberately fuck someone over (that you don't even KNOW), ruin their life and still sleep at night?
The selling realtor is actually being a real bitch about the whole thing. She is no longer even speaking to my realtor, and they work in the same office. It's been a gong show since day 1.
And it turns out the RCMP wouldn't arrest M because she didn't actually break the law. They searched her and only found cigarettes, but she is drunk and high according to the VP of the school. So they have her in the principal's office and are waiting for someone to come and pick her up. That someone will NOT be me, I will strangle the life out of her if I see her right now. Who in the hell does she think she is doing this to our family right before Christmas?!?!
I told my mom to go and get her and take her to the 3rd floor of the hospital and leave her there for a few days. We have exhausted every other option with her, maybe having the crap scared out of her is the answer. At this point I will try anything.
I'm just....done. I'm done with this life. I want a different one :(
I wish I could fix it all for you :O(
I can honestly say that at this point, I have given up. I know it sounds awful, how can you give up on your own flesh and blood? But until you've lived it....
We have tried EVERYTHING for her. We have exhausted all options and everyone (me, my man, my mom, her husband, my gramma, my SIL) are emotionally spent from dealing with this crap she spews at us, day in day out. She has proven that there is nothing we can do to help her because she doesn't want help and it kills me.
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