We signed. It's ours. The sellers may vacate early. That's OK with us. We've picked paint colors for the office and extra bedroom. We've ordered a new mattress and bedroom suite. We are off to order the couches.
Still so much to do. But this has all been so easy. It has all worked out so well.
Friday, December 28, 2007
Thursday, December 27, 2007
Almost.
Wow, I started this little thing and just let it drop, huh? Oh well.
Things around here have been stressful. Most of our stuff is in boxes. Even the dog is stressed. We are buying stock in rawhide.
But we sign tomorrow! I can't wait!
And now I get to shop for furniture. When I don't have to buy furniture, I just get to look, I see tons of things that I would love to have. But now that I have the house to put it in, and I have to spend money on it, none of it is quite what I want. Lots of great stuff, I just can't fall in love with any of it. And I honestly don't even know what I'm looking for.
Final walk-through today. Sign tomorrow. Move next weekend. Get out of this shitty apartment. Stretch my legs a little. This is good.
Things around here have been stressful. Most of our stuff is in boxes. Even the dog is stressed. We are buying stock in rawhide.
But we sign tomorrow! I can't wait!
And now I get to shop for furniture. When I don't have to buy furniture, I just get to look, I see tons of things that I would love to have. But now that I have the house to put it in, and I have to spend money on it, none of it is quite what I want. Lots of great stuff, I just can't fall in love with any of it. And I honestly don't even know what I'm looking for.
Final walk-through today. Sign tomorrow. Move next weekend. Get out of this shitty apartment. Stretch my legs a little. This is good.
Friday, December 14, 2007
I'm ready.
I'm ready to move. We got the down payment together. We just have to wait until closing now. This is difficult. I am ready to be out of our tiny apartment.
Lots of things are wrong with the apartment. It has gotten to the point where it is funny. A couple of years ago, the heating fan in the bathroom went out. Now we have a switch that does nothing. Did we put in a work order? Of course not. We are too lazy for that. And we would have to be there to deal with repair men and keep the dog off of them. And I would have to put on a bra. Too lazy.
There is some damage to the wall in the bathroom and also to the inside of the door. We tried to lock Stinky in there once while we were gone to keep him from destroying the house. Apparently didn't work. I did wash all the peanut butter off the walls though.
We caught Stinky with a syrup bottle once. He is amazingly good at removing lids. He was drinking the syrup. So was the carpet. I did get all of that up eventually though, thanks to my new Bissell. I have a love affair with my Bissell Little Green. That is another post entirely.
A couple of months ago, our towel rack in the bathroom started to break. It still holds towels, but it is holding together by a thin strip of metal. Work order? No, see above.
And finally, the kitchen sink. Several weeks ago, I noticed that when I turned on the water, a small fountain shot out of the back of the faucet. Not good, not normal. Probably easily fixed, I probably could have done it myself. But I didn't . Now it has stopped leaking, but when we turn the water off, it makes a high pitched squealing sound for about three seconds. It sounds like someone is squishing a bunny. J and I laugh every time. We are horrible people.
But every time something else goes wrong, or we hear the squished bunny, we look at each other and repeat our mantra:
It is time for us to move.
Lots of things are wrong with the apartment. It has gotten to the point where it is funny. A couple of years ago, the heating fan in the bathroom went out. Now we have a switch that does nothing. Did we put in a work order? Of course not. We are too lazy for that. And we would have to be there to deal with repair men and keep the dog off of them. And I would have to put on a bra. Too lazy.
There is some damage to the wall in the bathroom and also to the inside of the door. We tried to lock Stinky in there once while we were gone to keep him from destroying the house. Apparently didn't work. I did wash all the peanut butter off the walls though.
We caught Stinky with a syrup bottle once. He is amazingly good at removing lids. He was drinking the syrup. So was the carpet. I did get all of that up eventually though, thanks to my new Bissell. I have a love affair with my Bissell Little Green. That is another post entirely.
A couple of months ago, our towel rack in the bathroom started to break. It still holds towels, but it is holding together by a thin strip of metal. Work order? No, see above.
And finally, the kitchen sink. Several weeks ago, I noticed that when I turned on the water, a small fountain shot out of the back of the faucet. Not good, not normal. Probably easily fixed, I probably could have done it myself. But I didn't . Now it has stopped leaking, but when we turn the water off, it makes a high pitched squealing sound for about three seconds. It sounds like someone is squishing a bunny. J and I laugh every time. We are horrible people.
But every time something else goes wrong, or we hear the squished bunny, we look at each other and repeat our mantra:
It is time for us to move.
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