Mike Swafford's Blog

I did something today. Bought a house. It’s official. Holy crap did I jump through some hoops. Plus that’s what I was doing on Thanksgiving instead of posting how thankful for everyone I was, I stained the front and back deck and removed a fence at the request of the appraiser. Since I was renting and also lost the key to the front door I just figured I would buy the house. Anyone that knows me knows I hate moving so might as well buy it.

So while I had someone else tell how much they had going on, I understand. Between doing all the chores for the appraiser, getting not one but two false reports off my title, and trying to track down someone at a verification service that is used by Pandora to prove that I worked for them up until a year and a half ago to verify the w-2’s and tax returns I had provided. (Your HR department should be able to give you a code. “I don’t work for them! They don’t have a code for me!”) Plus also trying to get ready for a two day radiothon coming up and working with Mayo Clinic because they wanted me to come get an MRI and a new biopsy because my local urologist didn’t think I had cancer at first so he only took six core instead of 8 or 12. Now he’s leaving so he feels ok to admit he may not have gotten enough samples to show how severe the cancer is but since Mayo is taking over from here I should be in good hands. He thought I didn’t have cancer at first but to be on the safe side I decided to buy AFLAC but since you have to have your policy for 30 days before it takes effect and my diagnosis came about 34 days they have decided to have it reviewed for the last four months because it looks suspicious. I understand because I would be suspicious too but seriously after you have all the records how many months does it take to say yes or no?

I’ve had other audio of these damn dogs next door and perhaps video and ended up deleting them.  Each time I think they may have gotten rid of these dogs they show up.  This was on a Saturday after they had been barking until 2 a.m.   After not getting sleep I’m out there trying to check on my hot tub.  I can’t ever use the hot tub without their dogs coming out and barking incessantly which tends to offset the whole purpose of relaxing in the hot tub.  They don’t have a mailbox or house address to leave a letter.  They seem home all the time when the dogs are barking and never say anything to them or answer the door the one time I did go over and try to talk to them.  They come right out their dog door every time they even remotely think we might be outside…