February 26, 2013
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Laugh With Me
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Just sharing my belly laugh with you.
Where do I start?
I know, let’s start with the fact that I just lost two weeks worth of my Nexium on the hotel bathroom floor.
How you might ask.
I really don’t know.
It’s all a purple blur.
I was taking my pill when all of a sudden the cap to the bottle stuck to my fingers and flew across the countertop. My reflexes went into high gear and the hand that was holding the bottle full of pills tried to grab the lid, sending purple pills flying everywhere. Including the toilet. I’m pretty sure the five second rule does not apply here.
I mean honestly, I was channeling The Stooges. All three, by myself.
Earlier this morning I accidentally sent an email intended for my husband, to Billy at the boarding kennel.
Your cell phone is up here in the hotel room.
Harmless enough, I guess. Unless the poor guy has a wife who reads his email.
Yesterday was the scheduled closing for Watering Hole Ranch.
It did not take place.
Let me let you in on a little secret. (not so secret, really)
I’ve totally regretted selling WHR and have been sitting with my fingers crossed that the deal would somehow fall through.
We noticed that things on the buyer’s side seemed to be moving at a snail’s pace, when the appraisal wasn’t scheduled until the day before we were moving out.
The appraisal came back good.
But, the underwriter wasn’t happy with the comparables the appraiser had provided.
Now, the buyers want to order up a new appraisal and start all over with a new bank.
Excuse me?
Another four to six weeks here at the hotel, I could handle.
But, NOT for my neurotic canine at the boarding kennel.Our contract ended yesterday.
We are free to walk without personal financial consequence.We don’t want to throw a wrench in the deal that will affect so many other people by not extending the contract, but we also do not want to throw six weeks more of hotel and kennel bills, aside from the inconvenience.
Another funny.
Now that we have sold the guest house, we will be at the same mortgage amount as the Mexican Farmhouse. So, moving for the sake of downsizing the mortgage kind of lost its logic.
I’m a bit torn, but know The Way will reveal itself. I know what my heart desires, but I also do not want to get in the way of something that is to be. I am at peace, despite not knowing the future.
So come on you mangy varmints, laugh with me.It’s good medicine, they say.
Sorry I’ve been quiet here of late. My words are few, my mind in another place. Struggling with an ugly stage of nausea. I try to get lost in episodes of I Love Lucy and sleep. In between all the laughing and sending promiscuous messages to random people on my email list.
Comments (26)
A tornado made the dream ranch possible. Underwriting lined up to give you an out on the PA. The universe might be on your side, here. Just saying.
That said, I hope the Way does reveal to you and you have peace either way.
yikes-ittty yowza. that’s quite a story. Hm. I will refrain from hoping anything in any direction and wait for an update.
Just keep reading Dr. Seuss – He knows the secret of life
I love your style!! You turn a journey that most people would find daunting and make it into a funny story. It is rainy and dreary here in Florida but I have a smile on my face as I think of purple pills flying around a bathroom and the look on the guy’s face at the kennel as he reads your email!
Praying that you feel better and that what’s meant to be and your heart’s desire are one and the same.
Wow. I’ll come back when I’m not in a food coma.
Good to see how happy you are here!
Laughter is the best medicine.
Well I was laughing… the part about channeling the 3 stooges really got me, and then mentioning if the wife reads her husbands e-mail lol… in fact I was wanting one of the rofl smilies… until I read about the ranch. What a dilemma. Now I want one of those twisty face smilies. And here I was only wondering if you were snowed in and hoping to hear something from you.I will keep you in my prayers.
I started out laughing!
Trusting it all to work out in the best way possible!
Um wow. Well, crapola. I hope it all works out much sooner rather than later.
Hmm I am thinking WW needs to say forget it and go back home to the ranch.
((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((((hugs, loves and prayers)))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))
I hope things work out well for you, but I know no matter what happens, you will make the best of it.
Oh my.. I just hope Billy didn’t take your message as a “come on” and come visit you in your room.
And btw, I’m one of those wives who reads husbands emails. But only cuz he doesn’t have the patience to erase/delete the 500 he gets weekly! 
Bless your heart! Praying about the ranch situation. I understand how frustrating that would be for the neurotic fur babies and for you!
As for the pretty purple pills, you can call the pharmacy that filled it and they will understand and refill it again. I’ve had to do that. I lost a full prescription of expensive meds and had to get them refilled and pay for them all over again. I found them several weeks later. I had put them in my purse and they must have fallen out and rolled under the bed when I put my purse down.
Can’t wait to hear what the Lord does with this! Keep us updated. ((((warm hugs))))
Oh honey, I can feel the ache all the way here. There has to be a reason for all this screwed up nonsense. I wish I could help in some way. If you were here, I would do a song and dance for you (difficult as it may be for this old body) to bring some smiles on your face.
your post brought a big smile to my face!! The jpill and the EMAIL!!! i read my husbands emails because he doesn’t even know how to get to them. But his is mainly for business and that’s my department and the other one is for Fantasy Football. We were practically twins this morning. I knocked down a container of about a million and one teeny tiny beads. It’ll be worse than Christmas tree pine needles—-I’ll be finding beads for ever. At this point in time if I were you I’d just give in and tell husband to do whatever he wanted to do regarding the house. That’s alot to think about!!!!!
@KarensPotpourri2 - I don’t know what a jpill is
yeeeesh, already. Sounds like good old Murphy is working over time here. Best to just hang on to the pill bottle and let it all play out. I have every confidence it will be just fine…BIG hugs. muah.
xxoo
So if I understand this correctly, you can stay at the ranch if you wanted to? I think I would jump at the chance to stay in the place I worked so hard to make my home.
As I read the adventure of flying purple pills, my mind flashed to the song ‘Purple Rain’ which seemed to sort of go hand in hand with the picture being painted. When you add the 3 Stooges into the mix it did indeed having me
and laughter is indeed the best medicine by far. Especially if you can laugh when things seem to be crumbling around you. It protects your sanity so I’ve been told.
I am sorry to hear about the other, but feel that it will all work out as it should. I have no doubt all that stress is creating the nausea issues or at least helping it along. Amazing what that will do to ones body.
Keeping thoughts & prayers positive so that you & MM have the strength to continue the uphill climb & that your furkids will come through this in good shape.
Including warm gentle wrap around (((((HUGS))))). Stand tall & stay strong, little lady. You will weather this too.
The universe always works that way with me. It’s pretty funny. I break my ankle or something, only to get the wheels rolling on something else.
There’s one little ditty not mentioned here. You’ve already had it appraised, by someone who did what was legally required by the conditions set forth in your state, by your state realty association, etc., so they legally CANNOT back out simply because they want another appraisal. An appraiser is not required to assess all the things they want assessed. Only the things legally required, and that’s a whole “nuther” can of worms. You could actually call a halt to this thing right now, if they’ve signed mortgage papers, and call bull, get the thing done, get your animals out of storage so to speak, and get on with your life. Did you not sign mortgage papers before you moved? If you did, get a lawyer and be done with this. The appraisal of the two homes we’ve lived in left alot to be desired, but they did ONLY what the law required them to do, so had we had an independent appraiser come in after the fact, in would not have changed the original contract. Think seriously about this, my dear heart, and secondly, call your doctor for a refill of your nexium.
Somewhere along the line I saw research that indicated, more often than not the bathroom floor is the cleanest, and most sanitary in the home, because it is the most often and most carefully cleaned. Just saying.
You laugh, or you cry. It’s all a choice isn’t it? Hope everything works out.
I agree with kathy above but personally I have never liked those times of incertainty and transition .
Courage
Michel
ps : laughing, indeed is a good medicine
oh no. ok, i will laugh WITH you so that you’d feel better.
that’s a whirlwind of a different sort. glad this time it was a good one!