I know I promised you a pinewood derby post today, but my sweetie was too tired to write it, so here I am, pouring my heart out. That's because a couple of weeks ago in the middle of all this craziness, we had a pretty good-sized wind storm. Like every other time, that wind blew a bunch of shingles off my roof and into the flowerbeds.
This is usually not that big of a problem because my awesome son-in-law (BTW HAPPY BIRTHDAY, GAMER!!!) climbs up there and patches the bare spots. That's been going on for the past 8 years. But this time my sweetie said, "Enough! How much is it going to cost to re-shingle the house?"
This is actually the second time he asked this question and the first time the answer was like $14,000. Now I don't know about you, but I don't have that kind of money just laying around...and if I did, I'm not sure I'd want to spend it on my roof. So the obvious answer was to check into our equity and see about refinancing the house.
We happened to be in luck. Rates had dropped an entire percentage point since our last loan was written, so the whole thing suddenly made sense. I got on a fast-track loan program with our current mortgage holders and got started on the paperwork. That's when my kids learned the meaning of the word "appraisal." And they didn't like it!
We've spent the last 10 days cleaning and scrubbing and fixing up. Everyone had to clean their bedrooms and help in the common areas. My sweetie touched up paint, replaced the outside light fixtures, and scrubbed bathrooms. I didn't like the idea of someone being able to just wander anywhere they wanted in my house, but that is exactly what happened at 10:00 this morning.
Oh and since he had to measure the yard and the garage, all of those areas needed to at least look presentable. It was a nightmare! But everyone chipped in, even Bossy's family came over and helped us get the yard in shape. It was like spring cleaning on steroids.
I couldn't do anything about the massive pile of laundry, but my house looks amazing and I'm so proud of the kids for all of their hard work. I'll let you know how it works out...maybe tomorrow my sweetie will be sufficiently rested to write about the cars.