My little home that was bought a little over two years ago has become somewhat of a hell for me.
First, it was sold. Scott left for vacation and left anything that he didn't want in the garage for me to take care of. It was a full truck load to the DI and four weeks of garbage. Also, since the sale fell through and he was out of town, I had to fully clean the house.
Next, it is for sale again. This time we need to paint the brown and teal walls. Scott is still out of town. So, my parents went and painted it for us. I'm very thankful for that.
Then, it sales again. This lady is a pain. So far, I have recleaned the carpets, tightened every face plate in the kitchen, changed lightbulbs, and swept the garage. It doesn't end here. She wanted the yellow wall painted. So, my mom and Nate helped to get that wall painted.
Finanlly, the closing. Lets just hope that everything goes smoothly with that. Thankfully I have my mom because it wouldn't haven't gotten taken care of without her and I.
So, a short story long, the dream first home has now turned into a thorn in my side.