Hec, I can't tell if you're going to Albany HS or Emmett is!? (Or, wait, is that where you went, too?)
Consuela, I drove by your office building today and gave it stink eye on your behalf.
Yay for Mr. flea!!! I'm so relieved that you can move forward, now, flea!
Freddie Mac bought mine the first year I had it. Right about when all the shit news about the FMs was coming out. I was startled.
Ask them though, le nubian. Mine is PNC but apparently they now just service it though.
If you go to the Freddie Mac & Fanny Mae sites, you can look up to see if they've acquired your mortgage. Mine is serviced through (and originally was) WF. There are links from the link brenda provided.
Congratulations family Flea! calm~ma and strength~ma for figuring things out.
Though the router thinks it's on a magical wired port that doesn't exist.
This would be magical routerism, then.
I should be cleaning up the mess from dinner before SYTYCD comes on, but instead I'm sitting. I went to get Sara from down the street, and the neighbor's (very lovely and friendly, but a jumper-upper) yellow lab left a huge claw bruise on my thigh that hurts like a bitch.
Consuela, I drove by your office building today and gave it stink eye on your behalf.
Yeah, but I'm IN that building.
OMG I hate the contracting mechanism here. No, I seriously don't care how these folks distribute their hours, so long as they do the work and bring it in under budget. They could have an orangutan do it for bananas and spend the rest of the budget on beer, so long as the work is done right.
::beats head against desk::
Yes, I just had to rewrite a scope of work, recalculate a cost estimate, and re-justify the difference between our estimate and theirs--all because I do not have telepathy, nor am I the specialist. In fact, that's why we're hiring them, so they can use their expertise on our problem! Argh.
I now have a lot more sympathy for my clients when I was in consulting. This is ridiculous.
Consuela, insent to your profile address, by the way.
Snarl. I missed day time karate due to work and figured I'd hit up the night class. Between then and now major cramps have made the night class doubtful. Snarl.
I'm so glad the majority of what I work on is internal and I don't have to worry about self-editing my writing.
Now, what do I want for dinner?