Once a whore your nothing more, Im sorry that will never change
Im a bit frustrated right now.
We are trying trying trying to find a house and there is no luck in sight. We found one the other day in Liberty Township... here's the catch. The listing says "needs to be gutted and re built" and its for sale for like 49 or something. HAH! We went and peeked in the windows and walked around the property... the house doesnt need to be gutted, It needs to be demolished! It was BADDDDD. Like, some dumbass built it himself with the left overs in his garage! The roof was only plywood, and caving in. The foundation was a mix of ply wood, concrete, and wood siding. The wood siding was all rotted through, and the inside of the house? Someone started to gut and just gave up. So we are going to bid on the house (the most ridiculously low bid of all time) and if we win it (which we wont) we'll demolish the house and build our own :o). I would love to win it because the lot it sat on was absolutely the most gorgeous lot ever. 1.3 acres, wooded, really old trees too, so they are huge. Its beautiful! So wish me luck, hope they accept out retardedly low bid. I would kill to build a house :o)
In bad news: after Matt and I looked at the house with my parents... I made a little detour over to the Ceremony and Reception site for our wedding. Matt hadnt seen it yet so I figured I should show it to him. We made the drive out there right at dusk...absolutely stunning drive. We get there and there is a prom going on in one building, and a party going on in the other. Our building was empty, so I drove over and showed him around.
Here is where it goes wrong.
He didnt like it. He hated it. He will tell you different if you ask him now, but unfortunately, his first reaction was to hate it. It was highly highly upsetting to me. I was absolutely crushed that he didnt like it. He said "I dont see anything special about it, I dont think its worth the money, its nothing spectacular." My heart sank. I was crushed beyond belief. We didnt speak most of the way home. We got in a fight later because I was too pissed to function. I told him that if he had taken the hour off work like I asked him to, he could have seen the reception site with me and made up his mind with me. Well, he's screwed cause the deposit is already in and I am in love with it. Whether he liked it or not. :o(
Oh and Matts mom was stupid enough to leave her fucking car doors unlocked last night and her car was broken into. And the wost part is? My car was right next to hers in the driveway. Yeah, thats right. Ballsy little punks!
I applied for the job of my dreams tonight. Keep your fingers crossed that I get it. Im desperate for it. It would rock my (and all of your... ha) socks off. If you know what my dream job is, you know why that was funny. It wouldnt be much of a pay raise to start out, but it would be welll well welllllll worth it for the lack of mental strain :o) I would get paid to do the things I already do for fun! Is there anything better?
Anyway, thats about all for now. Not to much else to say. Anyone know anyone that makes wedding cakes? I need one cheap. Matt has decided that cupcakes are NOT ok for our wedding because they are not traditional (because we all know Im so fucking traditional.) So he is demanding we have a cake... that I really dont want.
Oh well, I guess it could be worse. He could be one of those men who gives less than half a shit about wedding planning and only wants to show up. At least he wants to have some imput. That kinda makes me happy (although I think it frustrates me more than anything else)
We are trying trying trying to find a house and there is no luck in sight. We found one the other day in Liberty Township... here's the catch. The listing says "needs to be gutted and re built" and its for sale for like 49 or something. HAH! We went and peeked in the windows and walked around the property... the house doesnt need to be gutted, It needs to be demolished! It was BADDDDD. Like, some dumbass built it himself with the left overs in his garage! The roof was only plywood, and caving in. The foundation was a mix of ply wood, concrete, and wood siding. The wood siding was all rotted through, and the inside of the house? Someone started to gut and just gave up. So we are going to bid on the house (the most ridiculously low bid of all time) and if we win it (which we wont) we'll demolish the house and build our own :o). I would love to win it because the lot it sat on was absolutely the most gorgeous lot ever. 1.3 acres, wooded, really old trees too, so they are huge. Its beautiful! So wish me luck, hope they accept out retardedly low bid. I would kill to build a house :o)
In bad news: after Matt and I looked at the house with my parents... I made a little detour over to the Ceremony and Reception site for our wedding. Matt hadnt seen it yet so I figured I should show it to him. We made the drive out there right at dusk...absolutely stunning drive. We get there and there is a prom going on in one building, and a party going on in the other. Our building was empty, so I drove over and showed him around.
Here is where it goes wrong.
He didnt like it. He hated it. He will tell you different if you ask him now, but unfortunately, his first reaction was to hate it. It was highly highly upsetting to me. I was absolutely crushed that he didnt like it. He said "I dont see anything special about it, I dont think its worth the money, its nothing spectacular." My heart sank. I was crushed beyond belief. We didnt speak most of the way home. We got in a fight later because I was too pissed to function. I told him that if he had taken the hour off work like I asked him to, he could have seen the reception site with me and made up his mind with me. Well, he's screwed cause the deposit is already in and I am in love with it. Whether he liked it or not. :o(
Oh and Matts mom was stupid enough to leave her fucking car doors unlocked last night and her car was broken into. And the wost part is? My car was right next to hers in the driveway. Yeah, thats right. Ballsy little punks!
I applied for the job of my dreams tonight. Keep your fingers crossed that I get it. Im desperate for it. It would rock my (and all of your... ha) socks off. If you know what my dream job is, you know why that was funny. It wouldnt be much of a pay raise to start out, but it would be welll well welllllll worth it for the lack of mental strain :o) I would get paid to do the things I already do for fun! Is there anything better?
Anyway, thats about all for now. Not to much else to say. Anyone know anyone that makes wedding cakes? I need one cheap. Matt has decided that cupcakes are NOT ok for our wedding because they are not traditional (because we all know Im so fucking traditional.) So he is demanding we have a cake... that I really dont want.
Oh well, I guess it could be worse. He could be one of those men who gives less than half a shit about wedding planning and only wants to show up. At least he wants to have some imput. That kinda makes me happy (although I think it frustrates me more than anything else)