Mildred Real Estate Principle: “You have to be really happy when you sign that big ass mortgage check every month.”
I’m lucky to still have equity in my co-op.
That being said, I am so over collective living. Our complex desperately needs to be painted. It’s crying for a new roof. And that’s going to take mo’ money – higher monthly dues or a new assessment. We can’t expect folks to fold in sweat equity. Et tu acrylics and Stacy Adams. And let’s just say that our reserve has less money than my writer’s group. Inertia, turning the head the other way — well, we know that the gutters won’t get up and replace themselves now will they?
To top it off, I’ve had to call the po po again. My neighbor has been starting in with dish rattling, floor shaking music. And he proves my theory that all wack s@#$ jumps off after midnight. 1 am. 2:30 am – pounding, thumping until dawn on a weekday. We don’t even share a freaking wall. I bought this unit because it didn’t share a wall and has a private entrance. Fat lot of good. Rest broken, exhausted, pissed and wondering what the heck to do. But I’m still going to get pre-approved. Let’s see what those historic lows and foreclosures can do for me.