this adult shit sucks.
I still don't understand why blogs are so popular. Can anyone help me understand?
I have realized that I am slightly frustrated that I'm no longer in school. I don't have ongoing projects. No more deadlines, no more balancing a trillion things. It confuses me. This would explain why, when Shawn and I bought a house (that we no longer own...sort of), I was drawn to the house that needed SO much work. I could start thinking about what to tear down, what to keep, colors, how to make things look bigger and brighter. How to make it really livable and comfortable and look good from its current wretched position. But, that house not only needed a lot of cosmetic work, it turned out to not be wholly livable. And it scared me. So, we terminated...after we asked them for money towards closing costs so we could make the necessary repairs and they REFUSED. Good luck to them.
We have since put offers in on two other houses. One we did not get. One we're waiting to hear about. We have, in total, put 6 offers in on houses. So far the only one that was accepted was the Frankenhome that had 2 gas leaks and the electrical was shot. Lucky us.
But, we have hope for the house we put an offer on yesterday, it's much smaller than anything else we've looked at, but it's downtown. And it would be nice to be able to walk most everywhere, a dog park and community pool just down the street. The zoo a block behind us (we'd be able to hear the monkeys!!).
What is very strange, if we do get this house, it's 2 blocks down from where an ex-girlfriend lived when we were dating. She's since moved (thankfully!!) but still it's kinda odd. Funny that when she did move, she ended up moving just up the street from where I used to live.
the Burque is just too small sometimes.
I'm keeping my fingers crossed on this house, the Iron house. We really liked it and the area and we just want this whole process to be over. We keep trying to give people our money in exchange for a house and we just couldn't get one (other than the dangerous, uninhabitable Frankenhome - with a shrine to Jesus in the front yard).
I have realized that I am slightly frustrated that I'm no longer in school. I don't have ongoing projects. No more deadlines, no more balancing a trillion things. It confuses me. This would explain why, when Shawn and I bought a house (that we no longer own...sort of), I was drawn to the house that needed SO much work. I could start thinking about what to tear down, what to keep, colors, how to make things look bigger and brighter. How to make it really livable and comfortable and look good from its current wretched position. But, that house not only needed a lot of cosmetic work, it turned out to not be wholly livable. And it scared me. So, we terminated...after we asked them for money towards closing costs so we could make the necessary repairs and they REFUSED. Good luck to them.
We have since put offers in on two other houses. One we did not get. One we're waiting to hear about. We have, in total, put 6 offers in on houses. So far the only one that was accepted was the Frankenhome that had 2 gas leaks and the electrical was shot. Lucky us.
But, we have hope for the house we put an offer on yesterday, it's much smaller than anything else we've looked at, but it's downtown. And it would be nice to be able to walk most everywhere, a dog park and community pool just down the street. The zoo a block behind us (we'd be able to hear the monkeys!!).
What is very strange, if we do get this house, it's 2 blocks down from where an ex-girlfriend lived when we were dating. She's since moved (thankfully!!) but still it's kinda odd. Funny that when she did move, she ended up moving just up the street from where I used to live.
the Burque is just too small sometimes.
I'm keeping my fingers crossed on this house, the Iron house. We really liked it and the area and we just want this whole process to be over. We keep trying to give people our money in exchange for a house and we just couldn't get one (other than the dangerous, uninhabitable Frankenhome - with a shrine to Jesus in the front yard).