The handsome and charming Mr Staff Sergeant Pollyanna and I had the opportunity to visit with each other for a while yesterday from across different sides of the court house building. We were scheduled to be at court for between 1 and 2 hours and ended up being there for over 8 hours. It was put to us that this needed resolving “today” – halleluiah!!! – by a very formidable and knowledgeable judge. She was not messing around. “I have most of the day available, I fully intend to see this matter resolved, Mr Pollyanna’s offer – although now rejected and put to one side – was never going to fly, [she actually said never going to fly!], Mrs Pollyanna’s offer is very reasonable and I encourage you to work within that framework, to come back to court would double your costs on what you have paid so far and the return you would gain from coming back to court again may well not warrant the investment”.
So, after much to and fro, and after a few fibs from the other party which were quickly put to rest by the legal representatives, and after much consternation and bluster but no death threats from the other party to this one, which was a refreshing change let me tell you, we appear to have reached a mutually dissatisfactory agreement which to me is a good sign that we both got out of it as much as we could and were required to compromise.
We won! If I can arrange a mortgage – knock on wood – Missy and I get to move home, back to the matrimonial home, on or around the 2nd of April 2017.
There are reasons for the completion date which are very valid. The original date was going to be 1st of April but I asked them to amend it so that it wouldn’t sound like a prank.
When I shared the news with Missy, who did not know about the Clash of the Titans battle scheduled for December 5th, she became very tender hearted and emotional that we get to go home.
We have felt somewhat homeless. My rental contract is on a periodic renewal, there is a lot of pressure to change nothing and care vigilantly for everything, we cannot put up pictures or make an accidental smudge. Plus, even if we did everything correctly they could at any point give us two months notice to vacate so although being together is home enough we have always been aware that this is not a long term solution. We’ve never been able to fully relax in to our temporary homes.
So, fingers crossed for the mortgage application process. There is a plan b but we prefer plan a. Here’s to Spring in our new home.