So today they come out to discover the fan has broken. The same fan they fixed two weeks ago, when they were here last. And they can't fix it til tomorrow.
Do they KNOW we have been boiling big pots and pans of water so we can have baths? Or that we have had the gas fire going for three days straight and we huddle around it at all times? Or that my daughter's lips have turned a permanent shade of purple?
AND
AND AND AND!
The f*cking mortgage company (let's just shorten to 'FMC' for ease, shall we?) , who ASSURED us that the letter would go out today and also be faxed to our solicitor in order to speed things along so we could complete by Thursday so we can move everyone out on Friday in order to receive visitors on Saturday, DIDN'T DO IT. Why am I not surprised. We were supposed to complete last week but it got pushed back to this week because the FMC couldn't get their acts together last week and indeed didn't even have the professionalism and courtesy to RESPOND to our mortgage contact OR our solicitor. Now we will have to push til next week because the FMC lies to us once they do respond.
I can't believe this.
I'm going home.
To this:

At least SHE's cute as pie.
No comments:
Post a Comment