'Get It Done'
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
My cat is using the ginormous cat tree I got him last week. (6 platforms, two "caves", and 9 poles that should double as scratching posts.) On one hand, yay playing with the purpose-built object instead of the box it came in. On the other hand, I probably should have waited on warmer weather for this. I miss my lap warmer.
We finally have snow forecast! First time this winter. 2-4 inches possible tonight--yay!
and I am up until the queasy adrenalin levels drift back down.
Sigh, that sounds like my 4 am too. Hope you got back to sleep, JZ.
The sellers agent sent out a very snippy e-mail today telling our agent that her sellers are getting tired. I mean how dare we actually expect her to actually have asked all the questions we asked of her seller the first time. She is still under the impression that she is selling a turn key house, despite the fact that the inspection shows this not to be the case. So, we're going to go to an open house today in case we have to walk away from all this craziness.
Gah, sj. I'm sorry this process is so fraught and you're dealing with such assholes. Lots of continued ~ma to you and TCG.
I've got a few things to do at the house and then I'm heading up for a crazy day of parades. Woo.
sj, may you find an even better house with reasonable seller and agent. Turn your nose up at the one you've been wrestling with and let them try to find someone who wants the house enough to go through the nonsense they're handing out.
Poor wee sellers. Someone should just throw them money so the poor darlings can get some rest.
Yeah, right.
Dammit. I've started feeding Xusha in her crate because her limp was making it hard for her to get into the box I rigged up to keep Frankie from eating her food. Turns out, Frankie can squeeze into her crate to get the food. I swear to Gilgamesh, these animals.
Poor wee sellers. Someone should just throw them money so the poor darlings can get some rest.
That is pretty much what the agent seems to be hinting at. She also apparently made some crack about having an inspector that can do a 15 minute inspection when our inspector was there the other day, which she is SO luck I did not hear. We're starting to suspect that the owners are divorcing and that is why there is so much drama every time we ask a question.
sj, may you find an even better house with reasonable seller and agent. Turn your nose up at the one you've been wrestling with and let them try to find someone who wants the house enough to go through the nonsense they're handing out.
That is the plan. There is a house in another town we are going to look at today. It is a pricier home but it is in a much nicer neighborhood with an even better school system as the other house, and with a significantly lower property tax rate, so it may still be a contender, assuming it wouldn't require us to do a lot of work.
bonny, may you meet someone completely unlike Bartleby but equally adorable.
lots of ~ma for you, bonny - both of the anti-guilt and of the best-choice-for-both varieties.