A house for you and me
It has been WAY TOO LONG since my last entry, and even that entry wasn't an update on how things are going in my life, so the thought of trying to go over everything is not too appealing. However, I will try, and perhaps that will unclutter my mind a bit... although my head will still feel like crap when I'm done because I am sitting here blowing my nose through a pretty nasty cold.
It's funny because a couple months ago I wrote something like "Whoever would buy a house at Christmas time is crazy"... I'm not taking that statement back, but I am in fact in the process of buying a house right now! Well, technically Matt is because he is the money-man, but my name is on the deed of course. I've been in the habit of checking on realtor.com and thumbing through the Homes magazine for a couple years now. I always liked seeing what houses were available in our price range, for when we would have enough money saved up for a down payment or whatever.
Then one day while watching my HGTV shows, I realized it had been at least a month since I browsed realtor.com and jumped up off the couch, excited at the thought of how many new listings may have popped up in that time. All I was seeing was ranch after boring, flat ranch (I am just not impressed by ranch-style houses, especially not manufactured ones)...it seems that that is the only thing available if you are looking for a house on more than an acre. Then I stumbled across an old 1942 farmhouse that had been completely remodeled, or so the listing agent boasted. 3 beds, 2 baths, 1480 square feet, and on 2.5 acres of land! I had never seen anything like it in that price range. I figured there must be something very wrong with it, like the plumbing and electrical had to be completely redone or something equally as costly.
But when I showed it to Matt, he was intrigued and wanted me to contact the listing agent to arrange a showing. A couple days later, we were there looking up at the big, beautiful farmhouse, its presence framed by trees that seemed to stretch on for forever. I pretty much knew even before stepping inside that this was OUR HOUSE. SO US. Then upon seeing the interior, my intense feelings were confirmed and I had to remind myself to remain cool in front of the agent. Didn't want him to know that we'd probably pay more than the asking price for this house!
I guess most people would probably want a new construction, something more modern, maybe in a subdivision where every home on the block resembles the next. But I adore the idea of a house with some history. Somebody raised their children in that house, somebody spent summer days out on that deck watching the birds fly from branch to branch, somebody may have even died there and it could be haunted! Who knows!
Anyways, we have been using a wonderful, sweet lady from Re/max as our buyer's agent. She's the same woman who showed us the house we are living in now. I told her all about my aspirations about being a salesperson myself and how I passed my exam (did I mention that yet?), and she gave her broker my name & number! I hope I hear from him and can finally place my license with a company so I can get out there and make some $$!
A few weeks ago Matt & I got nervous about money and how we were going to be able to afford the steep house payment. I sort of felt pressured to search for a part-time job, and I applied at one place, the gym I go to. Had my interview, the man hired me on the spot, and I was feeling really good about it. I waited like a week and they had yet to call me about when to start work, and then I went in to work out and this other girl who had been at the interview was sitting at the front desk being trained! I was thinking, "Ok, either they completely screwed me over or they are hiring two people"...so I asked her if she got the job, and she had the rudest response ever. She basically told me that the boss had said he THOUGHT he liked me, until SHE walked in and completely just changed his mind! Wow, like how tactful is that? Not only are you talking to a potential coworker here, but also a paying member at the gym. You just don't say things like that to someone. You just don't!
Anyways, that girl only lasted that one day because they figured out she was a liar, she was flirting with the guy who was training her, and even because of the comment she had made to me. The boss later told me that she was acting really cocky, and he did hit it off with her in the interview, but in no way implied to her that she was better than me at any time. Enough drama for not even officially starting there yet? Yeah, I think so.
Well, the same night that all happened, they told me they wanted me to start my training the next day. Apparently there were just feeling a couple people out, seeing who would latch on. Both my trainers were super nice, but the job itself was pretty boring. I basically just sat there most of the time, greeting people as they came in, ringing in a few purchases from the vending machine. I honestly don't think I could do that 20 hours per week.
But I don't have to worry about it anyways, because apparently the boss thinks I'm "too good of a person to work for him" because he is a "huge hard ass who would probably make me cry"... the weirdest conversation I've ever had with a boss, I swear! He said he thought I was great and the trainers said I did a really good job and I'm a wonderful, sweet, smart person... and that's why I shouldn't work for him? Unless of course I want to just do the sales job and not the desk part, but that would be only temporary and commission-based so it defeats the purpose of my getting a part-time job...
Yeah, it was confusing as hell and I'm still like what just happened? In the end he basically gave me the option of whether I was still interested and I said I'd rather throw myself into real estate, so no thanks. He was just too indecisive about everything, not to mention he kept saying how he's such a mean and terrible person and that didn't exactly make me itch to work there either.
Well, Matt is home so I am gunna go even though there is SO MUCH more to say. Night!
It's funny because a couple months ago I wrote something like "Whoever would buy a house at Christmas time is crazy"... I'm not taking that statement back, but I am in fact in the process of buying a house right now! Well, technically Matt is because he is the money-man, but my name is on the deed of course. I've been in the habit of checking on realtor.com and thumbing through the Homes magazine for a couple years now. I always liked seeing what houses were available in our price range, for when we would have enough money saved up for a down payment or whatever.
Then one day while watching my HGTV shows, I realized it had been at least a month since I browsed realtor.com and jumped up off the couch, excited at the thought of how many new listings may have popped up in that time. All I was seeing was ranch after boring, flat ranch (I am just not impressed by ranch-style houses, especially not manufactured ones)...it seems that that is the only thing available if you are looking for a house on more than an acre. Then I stumbled across an old 1942 farmhouse that had been completely remodeled, or so the listing agent boasted. 3 beds, 2 baths, 1480 square feet, and on 2.5 acres of land! I had never seen anything like it in that price range. I figured there must be something very wrong with it, like the plumbing and electrical had to be completely redone or something equally as costly.
But when I showed it to Matt, he was intrigued and wanted me to contact the listing agent to arrange a showing. A couple days later, we were there looking up at the big, beautiful farmhouse, its presence framed by trees that seemed to stretch on for forever. I pretty much knew even before stepping inside that this was OUR HOUSE. SO US. Then upon seeing the interior, my intense feelings were confirmed and I had to remind myself to remain cool in front of the agent. Didn't want him to know that we'd probably pay more than the asking price for this house!
I guess most people would probably want a new construction, something more modern, maybe in a subdivision where every home on the block resembles the next. But I adore the idea of a house with some history. Somebody raised their children in that house, somebody spent summer days out on that deck watching the birds fly from branch to branch, somebody may have even died there and it could be haunted! Who knows!
Anyways, we have been using a wonderful, sweet lady from Re/max as our buyer's agent. She's the same woman who showed us the house we are living in now. I told her all about my aspirations about being a salesperson myself and how I passed my exam (did I mention that yet?), and she gave her broker my name & number! I hope I hear from him and can finally place my license with a company so I can get out there and make some $$!
A few weeks ago Matt & I got nervous about money and how we were going to be able to afford the steep house payment. I sort of felt pressured to search for a part-time job, and I applied at one place, the gym I go to. Had my interview, the man hired me on the spot, and I was feeling really good about it. I waited like a week and they had yet to call me about when to start work, and then I went in to work out and this other girl who had been at the interview was sitting at the front desk being trained! I was thinking, "Ok, either they completely screwed me over or they are hiring two people"...so I asked her if she got the job, and she had the rudest response ever. She basically told me that the boss had said he THOUGHT he liked me, until SHE walked in and completely just changed his mind! Wow, like how tactful is that? Not only are you talking to a potential coworker here, but also a paying member at the gym. You just don't say things like that to someone. You just don't!
Anyways, that girl only lasted that one day because they figured out she was a liar, she was flirting with the guy who was training her, and even because of the comment she had made to me. The boss later told me that she was acting really cocky, and he did hit it off with her in the interview, but in no way implied to her that she was better than me at any time. Enough drama for not even officially starting there yet? Yeah, I think so.
Well, the same night that all happened, they told me they wanted me to start my training the next day. Apparently there were just feeling a couple people out, seeing who would latch on. Both my trainers were super nice, but the job itself was pretty boring. I basically just sat there most of the time, greeting people as they came in, ringing in a few purchases from the vending machine. I honestly don't think I could do that 20 hours per week.
But I don't have to worry about it anyways, because apparently the boss thinks I'm "too good of a person to work for him" because he is a "huge hard ass who would probably make me cry"... the weirdest conversation I've ever had with a boss, I swear! He said he thought I was great and the trainers said I did a really good job and I'm a wonderful, sweet, smart person... and that's why I shouldn't work for him? Unless of course I want to just do the sales job and not the desk part, but that would be only temporary and commission-based so it defeats the purpose of my getting a part-time job...
Yeah, it was confusing as hell and I'm still like what just happened? In the end he basically gave me the option of whether I was still interested and I said I'd rather throw myself into real estate, so no thanks. He was just too indecisive about everything, not to mention he kept saying how he's such a mean and terrible person and that didn't exactly make me itch to work there either.
Well, Matt is home so I am gunna go even though there is SO MUCH more to say. Night!