I just got something in the mail that really upsets me.
When my mom died, I inherited some stuff from her. Minivan, condo, and two seriously ugly-ass building lots in Cape Coral, Florida. I know they are ugly. I've seen them. I guess some people would like them, but they're awful, tiny, weedy, sandy things across the street from a man-made canal. I don't know why my parents bought them - investment of course, and perhaps at one time they intended to build and live there. Tell you what, it was one of those deals where you get a free couple nights in a hotel if you see a sales pitch, and these are not the actual lots they bought; there was a whole big scandal about it back in the 70s. I don't know what they're worth; not as much as they used to be worth now that the housing market in FL stinks. She used to get offers in the mail for $40K or more, but now they've stopped. So I figured I'd hang on to them for a while hoping the market would improve - don't even know if anyone would buy them now.
Now, the mail. The city of Cape Coral has decided to run water lines and of course us lucky lot owners have to pay for it. It's about $5,000 if I pay before Oct. 23. After that, it'll be $17,000.
I dunno about you, but I sure don't have an extra $5K laying around. Heck, I'm not even sure how I'm gonna come up with the $1K in taxes for the condo due at the end of July.
So I thought - well, this would be a good time to at least put the lots on the market and see what happens. But I can't even do that 'cause they've not been probated yet; they are not in my name. I have to pay MORE money to a FL attorney to get to where I could even sell the lots if I wanted to. No idea what that would cost. I guess I ought to find out.
This is just one of my periodical FREAKOUTS about money. I do this every now and then.
Did I mention that we just bought a water softener and a new air conditioner? And hubby wants to buy a new travel trailer plus of course a tow vehicle for it? OK, I kind of want one too -- we love "camping" and the kids aren't gettin' any younger y'know. (It's not really camping if you have a/c, a queen-size bed and a microwave, is it?

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I'm the one that makes sure all the bills get paid on time. It's not exactly a low-stress job these days.