Tuesday, April 23, 2013

A Contract

My phone said 1:59pm as I stared at it anxiously.

The City of Boulder Affordable Housing Program said they would announce the lottery results at 2pm. They said they had to be able to reach me at that day and time. Well, I was being reachable in my manic compulsive behavior.

It's now or never for that condo, I dramatically thought to myself as I stared at the the clock numbers illuminated on the home screen.

Time creeped by, oblivious to the part where I was holding my breathe and in danger of passing out.

I had spent the morning at work convincing myself I wasn't going to get it. After all, since when do lucky good things happen to me? And the part where I was still staring at the phone willing it to ring was proof that no matter how cynical I am at times, there is a stupidly eternal optimist lurking somewhere in the depths of my repressed soul.

At 2:03pm I laid down on my bed.

Well, at least I can spend 30 minutes pretending to nap as an excuse to wallow in self pity before I have to go collect my children, I told myself.

At 2:06pm it rang, startling the crap out of me as I stared at the unknown Colorado number flashing on the screen in morbid fascination.

I'm calling on behalf of the City of Boulder, a woman's voice told me when I remembered how to actually answer the phone. I wanted to tell you the results of the lottery for the property on O'Neal Parkway.

Oh that's nice, I thought, at least they're going to let me know by what margin I didn't get it instead of leaving me to wonder indefinitely.

There was only you and one other applicant who applied, the woman's voice said.

I was surprised. It is a 3 bedroom centrally located good condition unit at a price well below market rates. I went to the open house, where there certainly seemed to be a fair amount of interest. I had figured at least a half dozen intent to purchase forms would have been submitted.

The woman's voice continued, you and the other applicant both have two dependents.

My mind flashed to one of the people at the open house. A small woman, with two little girls in tow on par with my own for age, who had been asking the realtor all sorts of questions about the complex itself. 

Well, at least it went to somebody who is equally deserving, I thought with a tiny forced smile remembering her face and look in her eyes of someone who has been living a hard life.

But the woman's voice on the phone wasn't done yet. A preference is given to those who work in Boulder, which you do while the applicant does not, so you have first chance at placing an offer on the property.


I am certain my mouth was hanging open in a manner resembling a mule, and I'm pretty sure I may have made noises similar to a fish as I attempted to process this information.

I won the housing lottery. I actually get to buy it.

Holy fucking shit.

Eventually I managed to say thank you and mumble agreements to the rest of her instructions which I can only vaguely recall her telling me beyond the part where I had to have a contract to buy it submitted by close of business tomorrow, completely stunned about the part where it actually happened.

The rest of the afternoon was spent on the phone with the realtor and what was the third mortgage company I've spoken with about financing me for this.

Work breaks this morning were spent reviewing emailed documents and listening to voicemails.

After work I spent 2 and a half hours and dealing with two banks, the realtor, and the city of Boulder. Right now I am completely exhausted and drained on so many levels and desperately need to tuck my children in bed, take a hot bath, and just go to sleep tonight as soon as I possible can. 

But I did it. I got the purchase offer submitted to the city and am going under contract to buy my own place.

The rest of this week will be spent dealing with bank and lending issues and getting financing actually set up. Next week will be home inspections and reviewing the HOA policies. And then, with the forcasted date of May 30th, I will be handed the keys to my very own condo.

It's taken two years and a ridiculous amount of work (which is no where near done yet), but I am actually tangibly succeeding on the single biggest want/life goal I've had for myself since I left New York.

Oh. My. God.

I might even remember how to have a normal heart rate at some point this summer. 

Monday, April 22, 2013

An Update on Life

Or, The things I have been doing instead of blogging:

Some of you remember the part where I was interviewing for a Team Lead. After it took a ridiculously long time to schedule my interviews, a ridiculously long time for them to come around, and a ridiculously long time for me to get feed back about said big important interview, I learned that I did not pass BUT they think I have potential. I'm pretty sure I bombed it when he asked me questions which were not a part of the pre-rehearsed interview packet and I actually opened my big mouth to let out original thought instead of reciting Target lines. I should know better. However, I have been told that we shall continue to work on my development and I will be allowed to interview again. Eventually. I think I will write down a small dictionary's worth of teamspeak on my hand before the next one and just start hollering out words from it if we ever go off script again.

Also, my schedule has been 4am-12:30pm 5 days a week since January. In addition to not getting quite enough sleep every night, I'm also spending more of time off from work with my kids in the afternoon/evening hours. I suspect this is good, except for the part where it puts a serious crimp into my habitual computer time.

Buying a house.
I happen have the challenging situation of having a low wage job in a high living cost area, which means managing to pull this off in a financially sound manner has taken quite a bit of preservation, planning, and paperwork. So much paperwork. And I haven't even actually tried to BUY anything yet! However, I did put in an intent to purchase form on the most perfect house ever through the Boulder Affordable Housing Program, and now am waiting for the results of the lottery on it. Should I get lucky, I'd be able to actually buy a place and be moved in this summer. You know, only succeeding in the biggest personal want/goal I've had for the past two and a half years.  No worries about how my stress level and patient pins and needles waiting will be for this week as the go-big-or-go-home day roles around for the cutest and most convenient affordable priced condo ever.

I'm pretty sure that the part where I am actually buying a place may continue to be stressful and time consuming as well. Therefore, you'll probably see me blogging again next October or so.

I don't blog much about these sorts of social activities. I'd like to say it's because I have a high moral ground of what is and is not appropriate to share on the internet, but really it's just a combination of personal awkwardness on talking about the subject and a previous lack of blog-worthy suitors. However, I have been seeing the very gentlemanly friend of a friend for about a month or so, and he is making his way into the blog-worthy category. And maybe for reasons even beyond not being a jerk and having a regular job.

Like how he took me to see Jurassic Park in 3D, which was just awesome until he took some of my plain M&Ms mid-dinosaurs and then offered me Reeses Pieces in exchange and we almost had an argument in the middle of the theater from the combination of my outrage of having my chocolate unexpectedly taken and his shock over my dislike for peanut butter and chocolate being combined.

The girls are as much of an adorable handful as ever, and thanks to my work schedule being what it is I get to spend lots of time with them in the afternoon/evenings. You know, after already working a whole day and being a bit on the tired side from chronic sleep exhaustion and having been up and going hard for 15 hours already. Sadly, my patience has been a bit thin with them at times. However, they continue to grow and thrive and be muddy, so I think we'll make it through alright. Kristina is right on track for her Kindergarten assessments despite her protests that she'd rather just play, Adrianna is getting herself a reputation for being sneaky and smart, and the two of them together are a definitely trouble. I have also been doing lots of good mommy things, like updating their immunization records to keep the school happy, following up with dr. appointments, and making sure they're registered in summer camp programs.

Now, the prospect that I may be scrambling at the last minute to get new summer care programs lined up if we manage to actually move out of the mountains in the next two months is one that makes me flinch a little... but as of how things stand RIGHT NOW, they are well in hand.

Taxes, which proved extra challenging thanks to computer submission difficulties. Rewriting the parenting plan with the girls' father, which hasn't been going particularly well. Iphone, so awesome I can almost overlook what I need an actual computer for except for stuff like blogging in which case the old desktop is falling woefully short of actually doing what I want it to do. Job searching, by which I mean I briefly thought about how I should try to find a better job again before deciding that there's enough other stuff going on right this second. Board of Directors at the preschool, I'm still on it despite occasional feelings of guilt for not doing more and we're about to gear up for the big annual fundraiser which I try really hard not to hate doing. Reading Harry Potter, because I was tired of being the only person on the planet who hadn't read it yet and three books in it's starting to grow on me. Writing occasionally, even though you can't tell by this blog stuff does get composed other places from time to time.

I think that's everything. I feel slightly less bad for not being more about signing up for some of the Target volunteering opportunities, as when I write it all down it sounds like I have a hell of a lot going on in my little life already these days. Also, perhaps I shouldn't feel quite so personally failing for not blogging for the first 21 days of April. Now I just need to figure out how to keep the things that are there from being overwhelming and to, perhaps, get more than 4 or 5 hours of a sleep a night.

Sunday, April 21, 2013

Kristina's New Haircut

On Friday Kristina got her first haircut in nearly three years.

Some of this time is due to procrastination on the behalf of her mother.

(In all fairness, I'm terrible about procrastinating getting own hair cut as well.)

Some of this time is due to Kristina's last hair cut being done with her in complete screaming meltdown mode and the subsequent trauma of this event and her (and my) apprehension of doing it again.

(I do not exaggerate when I say screaming meltdown, and you have not heard a child pitch a fit until you have heard Kristina.)

Some of this time is due to her wanting long hair and me having great reservations towards many of the standard little girl hair cuts.

(We won't get into my inner feelings on bangs today). 

Some of this time is due simply to the fact that her hair doesn't grow very fast, and therefore her need of a haircut was a supremely slow progressing one.

(Well at least we know of one particular genetic trait she got from me.)

However, a haircut she got, and she behaved with nothing less than flying colors

(Of course, the part where they asked if she wanted princess bows and sparkles put in may have helped. Also, why did I not have princess bows and sparkle haircuts as a child?)

She just may have came out of it looking more adorable than ever before.

And I didn't even cry over the part where some of that hair they snipped she had probably been born with.