Okay I added the beautiful horse pic to my last blog...but just for reference here's another one to update you. GORGEOUS...with all CAPS...right?
AND....the little guy may get his herd back after all. The lady that made a special effort to CALL me TWO different times (at home...how DO they get my home number...HOW?) to tell me she was absolutely, DEFINITELY coming in the next day to buy it for her DIL was a 'no show'...now this kind of nonsense makes me CRAZY!
I'm MAD as a hornet at her...but madder STILL at myself for believing her.
It happens EVERY single time! What is it...an "I trust people to do what they say they will do" over ample Iowa girl gene? People suck me in EVERY single time...derp! Crazy~ville!
Soooo maybe the horses are meant to go back to their original owner...although I haven't heard from him lately either on whether the new wife~y will let him take them back.
Oh well..that's the LEAST of my worries at the moment. I have a whole house full of new things coming into the gallery and I have to rearrange the floor BIG time to make room.
I'm excited, and I'm stressed. This is pretty much the cycle of my life.
Not to mention that the house fight is escalating again. We have a hearing on the 24th...holy cow...that's this Thursday.
Some of you might not be following our 'save our home' fight but it's a long, and sordid tale.
I blog it out because it helps me work through the roller-coaster emotions with my fingers rather than my mouth.
AND honestly...I'm hoping against hope that I can be a beacon of light to anyone out there caught in the same cesspool of lender greed and shed a ray of hope that good CAN prevail.
Or...maybe not...but that you don't just lay down and die when life kicks you in the teeth with both steel toed boots at the same time.
We know that NOTHING can ever hurt us as much as the pitiful loss of our beloved son...absolutely NOTHING. But still...our house is wrapped in memories of our precious time as a family and it surrounds us with beautiful memories of our dear Josh. I can't tell you how peaceful it is to be able to walk into his rooms and see his things and feel his presence so strongly.
We've all suffered loss, and I surely know that I don't hold the corner on grief...but this house is a symbol of all that we've worked our guts out for, and it's a symbol of doing the RIGHT thing in trying to save it...and having malicious CROOKS steal it right out from under you in spite of the fraud and crime THEY are given a pass on.
Yes...Dorothy...money DOES buy the world!
What a symbol to pass on to our children...no wonder they are so messed up!
So in spite of laying out thousands of dollars for lawyers to fight our case, and in spite of jumping through every single hurtle GMAC set before us...they might well steal our house in spite of the proof that we have of their crimes. The judges here in Lee County only care about clearing their dockets...they look the other way at the fraud and mafia tactics perpetuated against trusting homeowners...who actually thought if they paid the bank trial modification payments they would be able to save their homes. I'm here to tell you after NINE months of perfect to the letter payments...the bank was busy hobbling together their false documents and once they had their house of cards set up...they just refused the payment one month and swooped in like the vultures they are to foreclose.
There MUST be a special place in hell for creeps like them...just MUST be!
Soooo today I'm scrambling to put together the entire three year fight into some kind of comprehensive packet to file a complaint with the Consumer Protection Bureau. It will take me HOURS to assimilate all the information.
When these files are stacked vertically they are 4 feet tall! It pains me to think of all the trees that lost their life to create this stack of papers.
Did all this work and effort and agencies I contacted help us? Nope...they are all pretty much lip service. No one wants to take on Wall Street...that's NO ONE!
The lawyers here in FL are fighting a valiant fight on behalf of their clients but it pretty much falls on the deaf ears of judges that run cases through in 30 second intervals. YES you read that RIGHT...30 SECONDS is all it takes to cast a homeowner out in the street. So much for living in a judicial state.
Soooo the Consumer Protection Bureau will be my last ditch effort to get some 'big gun' justice...if they do what they say they are charged to do by the justice department.
Am I optimistic..on previous experience....do I LOOK optimistic...
All I can do is ask for the power of faith to once again achieve some resolution of good triumphing over evil. I've always been a believer of the impossible. I hope by some insane stroke of grace....my favorite quote will actually come true!
"Only she who attempts the absurd...can achieve the impossible!"
And now I go to fight on...
If we do lose this house it won't be without a rousing finger clawing, bloody nose bustin' fight...and I have to add 'karma Is a bitch...so I hope the greed on the bankers behalf was fulfilling this time around' they most likely will be the beggars in the street during their next chapter.