I have to vent this somewhere.
My grandmother died 2 years ago. She left my dad jack squat, but left my adopted bastard ex-con jobless uncle her house and all her insurance and stocks. Well, turns out her insurance was written up wrong, so my dad got some money out of it anyway. My family takes care of all the funeral stuff out of the money my dad got and my bastard uncle never even shows up to say goodbye or offers to pay a dime of the funeral expenses.
Fast forward one year: my bastard uncle makes a deal with his idiot boss to sell the house, even though my uncle still hasn't taken legal possession of the house title. The idiot boss had been making the house payments for months while my bastard uncle was (drum roll) back in prison!. Well, the boss misses a few payments and the house is about to get foreclosed. My father gets a frantic phone call from the idiot boss's lawyer asking for dad and myself to sign paperwork to immediately sign the house over to my bastard uncle. We had washed our hands of this long ago and thought it was over.
Nope, turns out my bastard uncle pissed off my great-uncle (executor of the will) so much over his laziness that the will had never been probated. My great-uncle dropped off the box of will paperwork at the house and told my bastard uncle he quits and walked off (go uncle Rick). So Dad agrees to sign over whatever paperwork they need in exchange for being made executor of the estate (cause my bastard uncle never did anything with the stocks either). Paperwork gets shuffled and signed and that gets done.
Fast forward 3 months: my dad gets a letter from the court saying the house is being foreclosed AGAIN and that the house is still in grandma's name! The woman has been dead 2 years, but she still owns the house. So now my dad is the executor of the will, and who knows what happened with my bastard uncle and his idiot boss (jail? aliens? dead? don't know, don't care). Funny thing is, the idiot boss already started doing home improvements! The lot is clean and the house is clean and empty.
So now I'm trying to convince my dad to use his power as executor of the will to just sell the damn house, pay off the mortgage, and pocket the rest. Dad isn't so keen on the idea but I already have a real estate agent friend who has offered to help with all the legal paperwork.
This whole thing is just nuts. I'd go after the house in a heartbeat if I thought I could. My bastard uncle has had 2 chances to make something out of it, I say he's done. More than likely my dad is just going to step back and let the house go. I know in his mind he's doing grandma's wishes to let my bastard uncle have the house, but at some point logic has to come into it.
