Wednesday, October 20, 2010

Moving Day

Last week a sad event happened in our neighborhood. My neighbor across the street had lost her house due to foreclosure. She has lived across the street from us for almost 15 years. We were not close buddy buddy but we would get together and chat on occasion. She and her husband were about our age.

The worked so hard to get the house all ready to give back to the lender as they get a bonus if they do, and on last monday she was waiting for the lender's representative to come and get it all over with.

I ended up having to help her do some final nit picky stuff they required to help her get out of the house, but it was worth it to help such a good family.

Her husband had lost his long time job over 2 years before and just had started back to work about 2 months before this but by that time were way too far behind to catch up. The husband could not take any time off to help cuz he was so new on his job, so they would work late at night till midnight sometimes to get all done.

I decided that morning to make her a quickbread cinnamon swirl loaf (betty crocker box or something like that) so early on Monday I set out to make it. Oh how fun to work in a kitchen that is scattered! The oil was in the back bedroom...the pan in the garage, as well as the pam spray. The eggs in the fridge and of course had to get measured water from the BATHROOM!

I decided I wanted it to be more decorative than just a plain loaf (with the yummy frosting of course) so added these silly candy corn to the top. Then covered in color wrap and gave to her. She ate some with her sister for breakfast and said was delicious. She only cried 2 or 3 times during the day so I am glad I was able to add some cheer.
So long Debbie and Ron and kids, I sure hope I get to see you on occasion! I have your email but we'll see if it comes back again like it did the first time!

1 comment:

Becky T. said...

How sad. We have been looking at foreclosed houses and even though I haven't seen past owners, I sure do feel bad for them. I, of course, make up stories of why they were foreclosed. They go pretty much like this one did most times.