Each of my refis has cost me about $10K in closing costs.
I keep asking him that, and he says no. I even have it in writing.
'Objects In Space'
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Each of my refis has cost me about $10K in closing costs.
I keep asking him that, and he says no. I even have it in writing.
We had a totally free refi a couple of years ago. It is possible. If you trust the money guy, go for it.
Is there room in the think corner? Because if those WRONG PEOPLE think I'm going to sit by them, they've got another think coming.
I'm 99% certain I first encountered the phrase in writing, long before I ever heard anyone say it, so not only have I never used anything but think, I'm pretty certain that if anyone around me has ever said thing, my ears and brain just autocorrected it to think and it never registered as anything else. My hand to God, I never before this minute had ever even imagined that it was anything but think.
It is ridiculous how much I enjoy selling stuff. I just sold the next two weeks of my CSA! I can't make the pickups, so making sure the food doesn't go to waste AND I get money in my pocket (or paypal account)? WIN WIN.
We had a totally free refi a couple of years ago. It is possible. If you trust the money guy, go for it
Good to know! I do trust the money guy, but a little voice in my head keeps saying "Free? Really? What are you missing?"
I may have to name the little voice Consuela.
My DH says that as soon as the tech is available, I can have a laser in my bionic arm.
There was spur of the moment gardening when I took the recycling out. I just couldn't stand the postage stamp any more. Still more to be done, but like I said, it wasn't planned. I have many mosquito bites.
Man, I wish I had had pizza for dinner last night.
(This post brought to you by Mooshy Food, LLC, and tonight's dinner of cottage cheese and room-temperature mashed potatoes. Possibly followed by applesauce and vanilla pudding. And a little sprinkling of percocet.)
I finally looked to see what brand my flatware is, and found it online: [link]
I could make you custard, Tep! I just learned how, so I'm all excited about it. Of course, even if I was right there with you, it wouldn't be ready until tomorrow sometime. I may be reaching new lows of unhelpfulness.
OMG I cannot stop arguing with people who are supporting stupid chik-fil-a. OMG! They seem to all have a real big issue with me calling FRC and NOM hate groups. HOW DARE I?!!?1 How dare I call a difference of opinion hate?!?!? I want to drop kick these people into the Phelps Family Compound and let them fight their way out. FUCKOS!