Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Welcome back to the 1950's

With the fact that mortgage interest rates are way low, we are doing a refi.  Nothing major...simple refi..dropping almost 2%.  I'm not sure what it all means, but my husband was practically doing cartwheels about it.

So...we have home appraiser come out which we pay for up front but get the money back at closing...ok whatever...

Guy comes out...I do the dog and pony show, and yes mom my house is spotless!  They say it doesn't matter but I think it does.  Anyway..we get the report and there are MAJOR ERRORS on it.  So first thing I do is dispute ;the charge on my CC.  I am not paying for garbage :)

Second...I call the now VP of the company we have always worked with since we bought the house.  I leave him a vmail telling him to please call me as there are several errors on the report.  It doesn't affect the refi, it just annoys me.  Hello, we have more than 1 bathroom and dont have a crawlspace any where that I've ever seen.  Things like that.   Guy doesn't call me back.....get this

He emails my hubby telling him that he received a call from me about problems and could my hubby please send him a list  of the issues.


and now as we enter the way back machine, Mr. Peabody says...WTF!  Oh wait...let me polish my pearls and flatten my petticoat...its ruffled a touch... 

I haven't called hubby about this yet...but I know he'll defend Ward, saying, oh he didn't mean it like that,  and I'll have to rip hubby's head off and hand it to him. 

June Cleaver's dead man.  I am a semi intelligent woman who can get three kids off to school, while balancing the checkbook, staring a roast, cleaning the kitchen, scraping mud off dogs etc etc....

If I leave you a vmail you had better call me back!!  I do wear pants afterall.