The electric company finally got around to sending a lineman out to cut the cord to the farmhouse, which means as soon as I get back from the library, the neighbors are getting a few pounds of butter and some frozen veg PDQ
Yesterday, I finally got a hand in moving my stuff into the containers (2 of them), for which I'm extremely grateful! I've packed containers for people before, but not one of my own. Luckily I now have enough room for the house furniture as well. While we were doing that, the Phillipino surveyors showed up, and one of the new owners of the farm was not far behind. Though it's an extremely late date, he said he'd get me an extension for another 2 months in writing, something I wanted from the very start! Even if he should come through with the paperwork, it's likely I'll split anyway, and hope the dozen cats I leave behind won't starve (gonna pay a neighbor to feed and water them once every morning).
So, that's where I'm at now: no power at home, 90+% of my crap all boxed up and ready to get stored off-site this Friday, and a shit-ton of ambiguity everywhere else. One thing about ambiguity: it doesn't do well in the daylight out on the road, where it's sink or swim, all the way.
I guess this day was long in coming. Once my father passed away (almost 3 years ago), the family will came into force, and stated all my parents assets (including the farm) were to be sold, and the profits split between the surviving kids, of which, I am the least (and most put-upon) of the 3 ._.
My feelings in this matter are pretty indifferent, but I'll do my best to make the best of a lame situation.
10.17.15 Update: The farmhouse is pretty much cleared out, except for my loney bed and 2 dining room tables. Yesterday I had the smaller of the 2 Pack-Rat storage containers removed to a safe location. Since it's going to be below freezing tonight, I'm getting a local hotel room ._. Still waiting on the new owner(s) for a final walkthough on the property, which is crucial if I wanna get back my 5,000$ deposit.
10.17.15 Update #2: This hotel room seriously sucks, there's no washing machines on site, no smoking in any of the rooms, the bathroom is hellatiny and the toilet clogged for no apparent reason. Can't believe this is worth 120$ a night... might ask for another room Sunday.
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AliceMako
Weirdest moving out scenario i've heard to date if i'm completely honest with you and i've heard my fair share over the years, including kids that lived in honest to god mansions.
Owning property is so overrated, makes me glad i declined my share of my father's estate after he passed back in twentyten.
Anyhoo, hope you don't have to rough it out for too long cus the nights are only getting longer and colder.
VicariousE
Eh, I've always been labeled 'strange'; strange for living on a farm surrounded by suburbs, having older parents, etc, etc...
I've never been one to gladly support middlemen, which landlords inevitably are... even me :O though I'm only 1/3 a landlord, and we sure aren't getting the kinda rent we should, or could. Bad enough a committee of 3 now own my old farm
Damn straight it's cold :( though there may be enough hot water still left in the tank for another shower... damn quick one lol