...preceded by happytalk.
Oct 17, 2008
After the week I’ve had, I need a meme. Associative thinking sometimes helps clear out my brainpan…and it’s kind of fun. I found this over at Pseudotherapy, where she’d ganked it from Karl’s place, Secondhand Tryphtophan.
- Where is your cell phone? What?
- Your significant other? None
- Your hair? Long
- Your mother? Dreams
- Your father? Plans
- Your favorite thing? Freedom
- Your dream last night? Anxious
- Your favorite drink? Cider
- Your dream/goal? Contentment
- The room you’re in? Office
- Your hobby? Teaching
- Your fear? Dementia
- Where do you want to be in six years? Growing
- What you’re not? Overzealous
- Muffins? Blueberry
- One of your wish list items? Glee
- Where you grew up? Earth
- The last thing you did? Househunt
- What are you wearing? Purple
- Favorite gadget? None
- Your pets? Overlords
- Your computer? Tool
- Your mood? Turbulent
- Missing someone? Minutely
- Your car? Twee
- Something you’re not wearing? Stilettos
- Favorite store? Books
- Like someone? Yep
- Your favorite color? Interference
- When is the last time you laughed? Today
- Last time you cried? Yesterday
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Still haven't found home. Yet.
Oct 17, 2008
The home inspection yesterday turned up several items, including water intrusion, fire hazards, a defective window seal, and a water heater than was 20 years old. And those were the items we were going to have fixed. That didn’t include the shelving that was improperly mounted and coming away from the walls, the closet doors that didn’t have a proper lower track, the gaps between window sill and frame (inside - inspector said it was from building settling, and happened with aluminum-frame windows), and the problems with the seller’s agent - who is something of a pill. This person lost paperwork, got misinformation, and more. (Yaag.)
So I thought about it. I slept (or tossed and turned) on it. And I came to the decision that while we *could* make a counteroffer and have all those things fixed…the place is just better than the ones I’ve seen. It doesn’t make my heart sing. It’s just a place to call home for a while, get a credit rating, be a homeowner, all that happy horsecrap.
If I’m paying this much money, I don’t want to settle. I’m not paying half a million; but still. It’s a goodly chunk of change. (Even more when you add up all the interest payments.)
So I walked away from the deal. I will not be buying a condo.
At least, not right away. And not *that* condo. (At least now I’ve been through the process once. Kind of like going on ‘practice’ job interviews.)
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