Saying Goodbye

I have to be out of my house by January 20, 2016. I have to be out or the bank will not provide me with $2,000 in relocation money.

Up until a month ago, I was counting on $10,000 via a short sale agreement but, even though the bank, the realtor and I agreed to all terms, the judge would not sign off on the sale and, instead, let the house go into foreclosure.

My real estate guy thought there was a chance His Honor would vacate the order to return my house to the bank but, by the time Christmas rolled around, he had changed his mind. He said, “The judge is on vacation. It’s not gonna happen.”

So, I’ve got 16 days to render this house acceptable to the bank’s inspectors. As good as time as any, I guess, to get back on WordPress and start blogging about the big, and not so big, changes in my life.


About joefingas

I am a songwriter, poet, blues singer, and a boogie woogie piano player. I have a grandson but I have no children of my own. All my women have wised up and left me. I was a bum, a wino, a drug/alcohol counselor, a prevention/intervention specialist and a pretender. I have no more time to pretend.
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One Response to Saying Goodbye

  1. A difficult time for you to be certain. Know I wish you the best.

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