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Housing is back; I need a Payday Loan to get started

Sunday, February 7th, 2010

I’ve seen our dream cottage

That gorgeous little cottage at the end of Maple Street is on the market and Marcie and I are determined to buy it. All I need to get started on this complicated operation is a payday loan to get me through the first few weeks of heavy expenses.

Fairytale cottage

That cottage comes straight out of a fairytale book. It’s white, it’s neat and it has a colorful garden with a bright green lawn and a white picket fence. The windows have those small panes and the frames are painted a lilac color. There is a chimney on the roof; I wonder if the fireplace works? I’ll find out next winter when we’re living there.

 

We dreamed the cottage dream

From the day we married, Marcie and I have talked about ‘our cottage’. How it will look, what it will have inside, what color we’ll paint the baby’s room, the pictures we’ll hang, the furniture…. We saved wherever we could, giving up on goodies and pleasures and keeping the money in our special ‘cottage account’. We stopped going to the movies and we gave up the steakhouse. Our cottage fund grew by leaps and bounds. I took the night job at the motel reception desk and Marcie worked extra shifts at the hospital. Soon the cottage was in sight.

 

I took a Payday Loan

We finally saw the cottage we wanted. It wasn’t exactly the one in our dream, but close. I took a payday loan and we hired an engineer to inspect the property before we made an offer. His report was bad; the ground was clay, the foundations were poor and the house had two cracks that you could put your fingers into. We ran for our lives.

The market collapses

Before we got our breaths back the subprime mortgage scandal hit and we decided to sit tight with our money. I repaid the Payday Loan and we kept adding to our cottage fund. We also started going to the movies again. Things got worse. I lost the night clerk job and nearly lost my day job as well. Marcie was safe in the hospital and the cottage receded into the mist.

 

Awakening time

Things are changing slowly but surely and there are signs that confidence is returning. The last few weeks has seen a revival of interest in the housing market and sales are taking place. We pricked up our ears and started driving around the suburbs.

 

There’s our cottage!

It was Marcie that saw it. She came running into the house at high speed, yelling “Mike! I saw our cottage! Come look!”  We shot down there and one look confirmed that she was right.

 

We need a Payday Loan tomorrow

Tomorrow I will call the engineer to go and look. I will take another Payday Loan for his fees. We are determined to be in that cottage by the end of next month.

 

 

 

Invitation to a Mortgage Party

Tuesday, January 26th, 2010

Everyone is invited to come and watch

This is going to be the party of the year, the biggest bash in memory. It’s a Mortgage Interest Party. At this affair I am going to demonstrate how the bank calculates mortgage interest. The manager of the mortgage bank will be present and he will confirm that the bank is not my friend.

 

My start-up mortgage

We were newly-weds when we saw the cottage. It had a red tile roof, wooden windows, one bedroom and a living-room-kitchen. The price was $4,000 and I never had a bean. I got on my knees in the mortgage bank and I was granted a mortgage of $3,800. I took a job as a night clerk at the motel to raise the rest of the money and a cash advance.  The cottage was ours, but it belonged to the bank.

 

Construction mortgage

Our first son was born a year later and I applied for a mortgage extension to add a room. Back to the motel to raise the missing dollars. Our son had his own room. I owed the bank close to $5,000. A year later another son arrived and again I was knocking on the manager’s door at the mortgage bank to raise funds to add another room and again I returned to the motel.

 

Major construction mortgage

In 1969 we decided to add a proper living room and remodel the kitchen. The bank hemmed and hawed for all of 2 minutes, told us what loyal and reliable customers we were and gave us a mortgage which was almost double that which we already had. All in all, I now owed the bank about $16,000. The 10 years of payments I had made, had made a dent in the interest, but the account was now so confused that I could no longer understand it. I think the bank had the same problem. The house is great and is very comfortable and we are enjoying it immensely. We applied for an extension to the mortgage to put down a pool.

 

A son leaves home

1979 and our eldest is off into the world to seek his fortune. I convert his room into my writing studio. Mortgage remains healthy, interest rates are up.

 

Another son leaves home.

Mortgage is static. I convert the new spare room into a painting studio. Interest rates up again.

 

We sell the house

It’s 1989 and we sold the house and bought this smashing apartment on the 45th floor of the new downtown tower block. Ocean and airport views, tangled traffic views on all 4 sides. Mortgage reduced. Interest rate on mortgage balance goes up again.

 

2009. Mortgage blossoms.

The letter from the bank was a surprise to me. “You now owe $120,000. Please call in at the bank and talk to us about this.”  How did this happen? And then it hit me – the interest rates and the interest calculations. There is no such thing as simple interest. Come to the party – you’ll see!

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