Rant #3,279: The End

DONE!!!!!!!!!!

Yes, at long last, it finally happened.

We have sold the house!

It happened yesterday afternoon, and while it seemed to take forever--and my bad leg got stiffer by the minute as the proceedings moved along at less than a snail's pace--it finally got done.

My sister and I split the proceeds right down the middle, and while we certainly did not make a killing--not with the house being in a reverse mortgage situation--we both realized a little bit of money.

The way I figured it, we got about 12 percent of what we should have received if the house was sold outright. 

But OK, I guess I can live with that ... I don't have much of a choice, do I?

There might be some residual money coming in--over-payments of various services that we already paid for while this process played out--but we got what we got, and the other money is nothing more than pin money.

I hope you have learned one thing from.my nightmare: NEVER, EVER, EVER put your home in a reverse mortgage--

No matter what Tom Selleck says, they not only aren't "for everyone," but they are really not good "for everyone."

And in my case, really, it didn't have to be the way it turned out, but that is all water under the bridge now.

My tenure as a homeowner was absolutely horrid, and other than the fact that my LP collection is in storage, my family and I are better off where we are, in a nice apartment in a good area.

I truly wish we could have stayed in that house forever, but it just was not meant to be.

When all the paperwork was done being signed--and let me tell you, there was enough paperwork to sign to fill several file cabinets--I wished the new owners good luck, 50 years of happiness as I experienced there. 

And when it was all over, I got up from the chair I was sitting in, and my left leg was as stiff as a board.

I made it this far, so I made it to the elevator--the elevator door would have closed on me if not for the efforts of my wife to keep the door open--made it into her car, made it up the stairs to our apartment, and made it into my bed.

My leg was stiff, but at the same time, I felt a load being lifted off my shoulders.

Now I can fully focus on getting better, and not have to worry about this nonsense anymore.

I heard that the new owners would be getting rid of the pool, and that is their choice--

Right now, I am swimming in a sense of satisfaction, and I don't need a body of water to help me float all the way to the top.

The end ... but really, it is the beginning.