Housing Troubles and the Dentist.

I may have trouble selling my house after all. There is a weird issue with the buyer’s title company that seems to me to be wildly, unreasonably risk-averse. Basically it is saying, “There’s a person out there that Dr24 once owed money to. Even though it was paid years ago, and that person has no legal claim to the house and never did, they need to sign an affidavit that they have been paid.” The problem is, I have no way of contacting this person, they have no reason to do me the favor of signing such an affidavit, and I don’t think either of us wants to reopen such a chapter in our lives.

So I don’t know what to do. Maybe I can’t sell it. Maybe another title company will insure it. We’ll just have to see. Maybe I put it back on the rental market. We’ll see what can be done. It’s frustrating, but there’s nothing I can do to force a title company to take on risk, even though I see it as ridiculous. So it’s an exercise in acceptance. I can’t make other people do what I want.

My other big news is that I’ve been having a couple minor toothachey type things going on and so I made an appointment with the dentist. I haven’t been to the dentist since 2009. So I’m worried that I’ll have cavities and need root canals and caps and crowns and ugh. If I do, I do. I have dental insurance and it’ll be ok. No one likes the dentist, but my father has lived half his life with no teeth and it’s not something I want to emulate.

I’ve been sore for days now with two hard runs and two hard workouts in the last four. Today may be an unscheduled off day because I don’t have time for the dentist, a run, and my AA meeting. Tomorrow I have 7 scheduled, but I’ll probably do 10 again, but at a nice slow pace. That way I’ll have gotten 20 weekday miles in to prepare for my 20 on Saturday. Which should be nice and cool. I’m “looking forward” to it. I want to be able to do it.

So I’m in maintenance mode. Maintenance of self and soul and body. That’s the best I can do.