Monday, December 29, 2008
Thursday, December 18, 2008
When I showed this to Matt, his statement was - "that's really messed up. Congrats, BK, you've outcreepied yourself again"
I have to agree.
Wednesday, December 10, 2008
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
Before we go any further, lets all put our bad-attitudes on. Follow me people -
HMPH!, kick at the ground, roll eyes, cross arms indignantly, shift weight to one foot and start tapping the other.
Ok, now that that is out of the way. Back to the drawing board we go, with 6 weeks left before we have to be out of our apartment – including the 2 weeks that we will be in Florida for Christmas.
(Feel free to freak out right along with us)
What makes this whole situation much worse, there isn't anything new in our price range that we haven't looked at and scratched off the list for one reason or another. We either have to settle for something that doesn't really work for us or, extend our lease (if possible) on our apartment and continue to live out of boxes, or win the lottery and not have to live within a budget. (I'm feeling this last option is the most likely to happen. You agree?)
****Update: We are thinking of offering them a "this is how its going to be" ammendment to the contract. If they agree to it, we will move forward, if not, we will walk. I'm not hopeful.
Saturday, November 15, 2008
To make matters worse, we didn't win the lottery! How dare they not pull our numbers! I mean pfffffftt! Matt says it means we have to go back to being "Poor-ionaires" since we had foolishly convinced ourselves that we would be millionaires tomorrow. I guess that means I should do laundry tomorrow so I have clean clothes to go to work on Monday.
Wednesday, November 12, 2008
Made an offer on it. Bank counter-offered.
Closing Dec 12 .
Don't mind the drunk girl dancing in the streets its just lil 'o me.
It's not perfect. It needs a good scrub, and some basic TLC. (flooring, paint, possibly appliances) Oddly it also needs door knobs on damn-near every door in the place.
Yeh. I have no idea either. Any thoughts?
Anyway, it's a 3 level 2400sqft townhome. It's not our dream home but it will do for a good long time. Actually, I can't say I even know what my dream home would be. I guess I'll know it when I find it.
Now, if only I wasn't so horribly worried about the economy - I would be hooting and dancing in the streets at the same time.
Tuesday, November 4, 2008
Yet, for once I feel strongly enough to pay attention not only to the candidates but also the agendas. For once, someone made me want to pay attention to the gibberish that was coming out of a politicians mouth. A politician made me want to vote.
So here I am, on the edge of my seat demanding that my candidate win purely because I voted. (it makes perfect sense to me) Here I am hoping my candidate wins and uses my vote wisely to turn this country around. I admit it, I'm a nervous wreck. This may be worse than watching the Buccaneers play. I will need Tequila.
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
If you were looking at house listings and saw this in the remarks, you'd be completely confused. Right?
Then you would realize that this poor-english speaking lister is trying to tell you that there is a caged dog on the property. Right?
Then you would wonder what agency would allow such horrible english on their listings. Right?
And shake your head in disbelief. Right?
Then you would wonder if it is a series of sentence fragments that accidentally got smashed together. Right?
Then you would give up because you aren't interested in that stupid property anyway.
Good, 'Cause that's what I thought too.
Matt wants to know what the poor dog did to get thrown in jail.
Barking and Entering?
Wow! House shopping is apparently taking it's toll on our sanity...
Remember how I told you that I don't do well with this game playing business? Yeh, so now I'm just irritated. If that's all the effort they can put into this "relationship", I do not feel the need to stick around. Seee - ya!
I guess my feelings about this place were all wrong. Oh-well, onward we shall go.
We found a few other places that Matt is going to look at this week and report back to me. One day, maybe one day, we'll have a real live home to call our own. Unfortunately, we are now becoming short on time and I'm becoming short on patience. We only have 3 weeks until we have to let the apartment complex know whether or not we're moving out in January - which is also just about as long as my last big nerve can hold out.
Anyhoo...go check out my honey's site to see the "Weekend in Pictures, Part Deux" that I promised a couple of weeks ago.
AAAAND! (this is my favorite part) WE'RE GOING HOME FOR CHRISTMAS / NEW YEARS!!! HOO-RAY!
Dear Friends in the warm weather I-miss-it-so-much state,
Please have lots of alcohol ready as I will be very cold and oh-so ready to drink!
Did I mention that it is unaccepatbly cold right now?
Friday, October 17, 2008
I'm so confused...
We haven't counter-offered the bank yet. We've been working out our next move with our agent when a surprise phone call came. Apparently, the bank wants to counter their own counter offer next week before we counter and asked us to "sit tight". (confusing, right?)Basically, the lister says the bank knows they're offer was unrealistic.
Huh! I thought my "let them wait and sweat it out" was only making me feel better. I guess it may have actually made them a little nervous. It probably didn't hurt that our agent sent the lister pics of the roof damage and the latest "going rates" for townhomes in the same area.
This might turn out to be an interesting game after all. I love watching players dig their own hole, especially when it benefits me.
TAG! You're it....AGAIN!
Sunday, October 12, 2008
We submitted an offer on the "the gem" and the bank has replied with a counter-offer that made Matt, myself and our agent say, "Puh! Not in this market!"
We are giving it a few days, then we'll come back with another offer. I'm sure they will counter then we will...yeh, the game is on. Matt and I have decided what our max is and our agent is gathering information as well as running some numbers.
We'll see how far it goes. I don't do well with these types of games, I dislike them. My patience is already wearing thin.
Anyway, I'll update as things happen.
Stay tuned for another "Weekend in Pictures" post in the next couple of days!
Thursday, October 2, 2008
You know how you get that feeling? The one you can't ignore? I've had it about this property from the day I found it on the internet.
Wednesday, September 24, 2008
Monday, September 22, 2008
So back to searching we went. We looked through 5 or 6 places last week and found one we liked. Not as much as the last one but it was good...except for the PINK carpet. Yup. Pink. On all 3 floors. For those of you who don't know me - I have a great dislike for that color. I think its just plain ugly.
Anyway! The price was right and carpet can be replaced, right? So we submitted an offer today. Want to know what we found out? According to the listing agent, the bank wants everyone to know that in the 5 days this property has been on the market they have recieved 8 offers. So we need to get our best offers in by Wednesday at 10am. Hmph...sounds like a tactic to start a bidding war to me. I'm not playing this game. If its meant to work out, it will. Plus, this property needs other upgrades to make it acceptable and I don't see that its worth raising our offer any higher. I'm keeping my fingers crossed, but if it doesn't work out, we'll just keep looking.
I'll keep you updated.
Stupid house shopping....
Sunday, September 14, 2008
Do not drink waaaaaaaay too much the night before you have to get up early to start house shopping. It's a very stupid -STUUUUUUPID - thing to do.
Oh Sweet Jeeebus. Sweet sweet jeeebus. Yesterday was NOT a fun day.
See, Matt and I went to a local establishment the night before with some of my co-workers to watch the USF v Kansas football game (We won. Go BULLS!) and because of this, we did not enjoy the house shopping experience as much as I thought we would. I just wanted to lay in my bed, in my comfy clothes with a cold towel on my forehead, my eyes closed and my mind blank. Matt just wanted to be in his recliner sipping a huge glass of cold water in a very air conditioned apartment. Alas, we could not. We had made arrangements for the explorations into a future home. So there we were - all red eyed and snarly tailed - taking notes, asking questions and snapping pictures. By the time we were done, Matt had begun to bounce back. Me? Not so much. Although somehow, I managed to hold it together the entire time, (pure force of will my friends, pure.force.of.will!) and completely fell apart when we got home.
Thursday, September 11, 2008
I see its been a day or few since I've been here.
I have neglected you so.
Apparently losing track of time is what happens when you work long hours, have sore feet and heavy eyes.
Nothing new has really happened so you haven't missed much.
Or maybe lots has happened and I missed it. Huh.
Anyway, we start entering houses, taking pictures and making notes this weekend. I'm excited and too tired to decide if I'm nervous or not. Either way, I am sure I will have all sorts of things to say about it. I promise, we'll get together next week and discuss our findings - or lack there of.
Right now, I hear my bed calling.
Speaking of heavy eyes...................
Monday, September 1, 2008
Where we actually found something we love... lets all cross our fingers that this works in our favor!
we enjoyed lunch at this park
with some very cool people
**It's comforting to know that misquitoes in WV love me just as much as the ones in Florida.
where I went hiking for the first time
and this fine specimen too
**and other various bruises and scratches
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
So here we are on a Tuesday night and I am being tortured with this rubbish.
To make it worse, I have to listen to this dweeb give his opinion of who has or does not have talent.
Again, I am not a fan.
He annoys the bah-jeeeesus out of me, to say the very least.
During tonights episode, Matt suddenly proclaimed, "They suck! My only regret is that I can not be there to 'boo' them in person!"
Really? That's it? I regret that this is on our TV and my husband is enjoying it.
Vent over. Thanks for listening...HUFF!
Now someone please come to my rescue...pleeeease...
Saturday, August 16, 2008
The thought of having 7 newborns makes me nauseous. SEVEN?????!!!!!
That's counting with TWO hands, people.
Matt and I have been talking about starting a family soon.**
I can't imagine what we would think or do if faced with having a large number of newborns.
What are your thoughts?
**This one statement just made both of our Mothers unnaturally happy.
Sunday, August 10, 2008
- I'm not in school anymore so having 3 months of freedom is just a vague memory from the past.
- I don't have children so I don't have to worry about keeping them occupied for 3 months.
- I still have to go to work everyday.
Summer here in Virginia is very different. Back home, it's very humid and muggy. I hear people complain about the humidity here and I just laugh. You guys don't KNOW humid. If it does happen to get overly humid here - it only lasts 1-2 days. It's all humid, all the time back home. This is actually a nice change from what I'm used to - but I don't want to get used to it. If I get used to it, I won't enjoy it as much as I do right now. It will also be hard to go back home.Winter only lasted a few weeks (if that) in Florida so summer was all the time for me. Now that I'm in Virginia, I'm starting to think differently. Summer is beginning to mean something to me now. I still won't have 3 months of freedom, I still have to get up for work everyday and I haven't magically and spontaneously had any children but winter is coming. WINTER IS COMING! Yes, I know it's a bit early to worry about winter, but I don't like the cold.
If you've been reading regularly, you know I "landed" here in mid-March and it was COLD. I don't care what anyone else says. I was frozen and I wanted nothing more than to go home. I was very grateful when it started warming up - in June. Now I'm looking forward and realizing that the cold will come back - and before I know it, I will be freezing again. And cranky. (Hey, don't laugh! It's August and I have to turn the heat on in the car in the morning on my way in to work, and I think the evenings are getting a bit chilly. If you don't believe me, go ask my husband!) Not to mention, we don't have any warm weather clothing, we have NO idea how to drive in snow and I'm scared out of my mind to face ice. ICE?!?!?!
With all that being vented about, we went shopping today for some warm weather clothing, both online and at a local store. I think we made out pretty well. We spent $500 and I think we both got everything we will need - water repellant coats, jackets, sweaters, sweatshirts, gloves, warm socks, long underwear, and winter boots. I'm thinking we made out pretty cheap - considering my husband is very tall and finding him clothing that fits him is difficult and expensive.
So hey! Winter! - BRING IT ON!
I'll be the one in the corner whimpering.
PS. Matt is sitting here looking for places to go snow-tubing. I'm scared. He's excited. This is going to be an interesting winter.
Tuesday, August 5, 2008
Later that evening, Matt informed me that my co-workers were telling him to hold off getting a job for as long as possible. Apparently there is a bet going as to how long Matt can hold out.
What these men don't realize is that I'm completely and totally ok if Matt wants to stay home. I'm not pushing him to get a job. I like coming home to a clean house, laundry done and dinner cooking. Seriously! What woman would not like that? Obviously, a second income would help in many aspects of our lives, but I really like having a house husband. This is kind of cool.
So I won't tell them, every time they ask me if Matt has found a job yet, that I am completely supportive of whatever decision he makes. Especially dinner.
Saturday, August 2, 2008
Monday, July 28, 2008
You know the one:
1. Drive past the neighborhood
2. Drive around the neighborhood
3. Drive through the neighborhood
4. Repeat at night (because that's when all the creepies come out - like us)
5. Sit outside of various residences entering the address into your iphone to see if you can afford to live in that area.
Oh. Did I say afford?
I make me laugh.
We've only just begun and I can already see myself making lists, taking pictures, cataloging, color-coding, budgeting and analyzing. (yeh, just a touch of OCD) By the time I'm done with it, I will have thoroughly violated the potential home. In my defense, it's not like apartment hunting where you can move out when your lease is up if you don't like it. You're just plain stuck with it.
Anyone have any tips, advice, stories?
Wish us luck - lots of luck. Oh, and money. Please. Ok? Thanks.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
I just stood there, completely confused, then asked, "Identical"?
Noticing my confused expression, he said, "Yeh. I know, it sounds weird, but she gives me the same facial expressions that he used to give me when we were kids."
Huh. That's something I never would have thought.
Monday, July 21, 2008
I still stand by my thought that we should have found a way to bring our Florida apartment up with us. This apartment is nice, but I don't love it like I did the other. Plus, it doesn't fit our junk very well. Thankfully, and hopefully, this will be a very temporary place.
We spent 3 days running around Florida frantically cleaning, painting, packing, spending time with family and drinking with friends. We even plotted and planned a few trips down for a few football games (GO BUCS! GO BULLS!) and if we're really lucky, we may have a few friends come up and go with us to the WVU vs USF at West Virginia.
That is one thing I am really going to miss - football w/good friends. We didn't go to all the games but, we went to a lot and had a blast every time. Raymond James Stadium is very dear to my heart.
We'll miss you guys, come up for a visit!
Thursday, July 17, 2008
The apartment is packed. The movers are loading the truck.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
I get to go HOME! to the hot humid yumminess that is Florida.
Somewhere around 4:30pm - as I leave for the airport - I will look a lot like this
If you happen to be close to the airport around that time and see some crazy lady with a ridiculous grin - it's just me. Wave!
Sunday, July 13, 2008
Monday, July 7, 2008
I woke up on the dark side of cranky this morning. I don't know if it was the buzzing beast yelling at me to get up at 5:30am (aka: dawn-thirty) or if it was a bad case of the Monday morning after a long weekend blahs but HOLY! You would not have wanted to meet me in a dark alley this morning.
I think I would have actually bitten, clawed, hissed and spit at anyone who had dared to look in my direction. Luckily for them, I tend to be an even-keeled person and leveled out soon after arriving at the work environment. I guess I really didn't have a choice, biting my co-workers or boss isn't an option, is it?
Friday, July 4, 2008
Sunday, June 29, 2008
This is necessary?
Am I naive? out of touch?
So let me get this straight. There is enough of a need to have an over the counter paternity test readily available. When did this become a problem? When did this need arise? Are we just...?
Shouldn't we...? How come...?
I don't want to know. My head hurts already and I'm sure any answer you could give to any question I may ask would just make my head spontaneously combust with many many more questions.
Friday, June 27, 2008
At the end of last year, my contract ended at my previous job. For three and half months, I was a unemployed and bored out of my skull. To make it worse, Matt would come home and occassionally tease me by calling me “House Wife” and then, one day, he looked at me and playfully told me that I wasn’t allowed to pester him about money since I “couldn’t even hold down a simple job.”
Ooooooooooooooo, did he get THE LOOK! Well, guess what happened today?
Go ahead, guess.
Today was Matt’s last day of employment. Not only because he is moving to Northern Virginia but his contract has now ended (yeh, perfect timing). And….he hasn’t not yet been able to locate a permanent position here. So, guess who gets to tease a certain HOUSE HUSBAND about not being able to hold down a simple job. ME! HA!
My, my – how the tables have turned.