Today is… not good. So my ‘housemate’ apparently gave notice yesterday, without telling me. We’ve been living together 5 years, and until a month ago, we were talking about moving together to a nicer area. Until yesterday, she’d been telling me she’d be moving soon, but would give me two months notice.
She apparently thinks this is completely reasonable and normal, and claimed it wasn’t going behind my back at all.
I went round a friend’s, and it turns out she’s also thinking of moving, as is her sister- and the friend’s partner and her nearly-5-year old kid. She suggested we all move in together.
It’s really nice of her to suggest that, and I’m thinking about it, but I don’t know if it would really work… The other option is just sharing with her sister, who I don’t really know at all. They’re a hell of a lot more reliable than the old housemate (hell, the kid is about as reliable), and they’d probably be OK to share with, but that’s one busy house…
The rest of the wine is starting to look very tempting.
Got the cats fed and even tracked them down so I could take a pic and send to the clients. One was under the bed. I took his pic from the bottom of the stairs but obviously that was enough to disturb him. If looks could kill I’d be dead.
So the cats are fed, termite and home inspections have been scheduled, contracts received and sent to mortgage guy.
I still need to do laundry, order pizza and irk.
I don’t feel like doing laundry but I guess I’d better or it will be another week before I can use the washer.
I will be so happy to have my own washer and wash clothes whenever I feel like it instead of being on a schedule.
Bobbio, I like your style. I wonder how it would work if you replaced the KY with SuperGlue?
I need to develop a cool signature.
My sig is the only one on the contract that is legible.
And it is in my sloppy I have an earache I don’t feel well I want to go home handwriting.
It would have been downright artsy had I been feeling better.
I feel like my sig is childish or something
and I am probably the oldest one on there.
I think I need to replace all my cookie sheets. Well, all but 2. I just made a batch of chocolate chip cookies. The first 2 trays were way too soft and most are now misshapen - they were on the insulated style sheets - maybe I should have greased them? Second baking was 3 trays in the oven at once - a large single on the bottom rack and 2 smaller ones side-by-side on the top rack. The two on the top came out perfect. The one on the bottom burned, as in black, charred, inedible, gross, disgusting. It is the oldest and darkest of my pans - I’m sure that has something to do with it. So I need to find me some decent cookie sheets. Dammit.
**sari **- my sig is sorta legible. I run my middle initial and last name together and apparently it looks like it says “Roberts” to some people. But it starts with a big swooping first letter and I think that makes it distinctive. Better than my spousal unit’s big-first-letter-squiggly-line signature.
I don’t know, but now I have “Love Rollercoaster” stuck in my head. Specifically, the Red Hot Chili Pepper version which doesn’t have screaming but does have kazoos.
I guess what I’m saying is that screaming in songs should be replaced with kazoos. \m/
Got a call from the store where I sell my stuff. They want me to come get the softrivets - they’re not selling very well. I’ve got a ton a home. I think I know what my sibs will get for Christmas this year…
Supper was yum - rib eye steak, steamed broccoli, steamed corn on the cob, chocolate chip cookies (not burned.) Good way to end the day.
I made offer on Saturday, seller accepted on Sunday, I found out on Monday and got my copy of the contract today.
I go back over contract and see the clause that says the bank appraisal must be done within 5 - count them FIVE days - from the day of acceptance.
Two of those days have already passed by, my mortgage guy is on vacation until Monday and I can’t get a hold of his supervisor. I called and left messages with both of them on Saturday, called both of them twice today and emailed both of them with my questions and a copy of the contract.
I have no doubt the house will appraise for what I have offered but my opinion is not worth the time it takes to type it.
Oh well if it falls through it falls through but I am going to be pissed!
sari you’d be surprised how stuff like that can get extended. It’ll all work out.
Dindin was leftover chikin from Sunday with steamed baby carrots and new N.O.T. plus steamed broccoli. Not too shabby. I’m rotissin’ a small ham as I post. It should be done soon and will be the basis for dindin tomorrow.
Well ** Swampy** it did. I have another broker working with me since my guy is on vacation. We’ve been on the phone all night, now working on another issue.
Always an issue!!!
I’m getting my rate locked in, appraisal is being ordered, getting my estimated closing costs and settlement date.
Settlement date is now an issue.
Oh, folks, you remember those photos I linked in the last MMP? The ones with the oil platforms off in the distance?
I forgot to mention that it is the Perdido platform, the deepest deepwater oil platform in the whole wide world. So you guys really got to see something special!
“The world’s deepest platform is currently the Perdido spar in the Gulf of Mexico, floating in 2,438 meters of water.” - cite
All is well on the boat out here. Getting more problems solved and data processed, finding more oil for all you folks who like to drive cars and use plastics and whatnot <3.
This reminds me; here you go Moooommmm. The shirt is plain white, it’s just in a pinkish bag from the cleaners. I’m not putting it on for a modeling session though; I haven’t even put on pants in two weeks (shorts you pervs, it’s summer!)
You can send misshapen cookies my way; they still taste nummy.
I was still in high school when I got on their list. I hadn’t even started working yet & they want me to join the retired folks. :smack:
Din-din was delayed due to gas…
…propane tank ran out on me. I had another full one here so it wasn’t too much of an issue. Hmmm, guess I’ll have to refill my empty rather than trading it in as there seems to be a shortage of them in FL today
When I was in high school, my mother and then-stepfather lived in a mobile home park. One year, we had that problem while cooking Thanksgiving dinner. Fortunately, a place that sold propane and could refill a tank was open and findable, so dinner was merely delayed, not totally ruined.
Good Mornin’ Y’all! Up and caffienatin’. YAWN 'Tis a rather hyoooooomid 75 Amurrkin out with a predicted high of 91 and a fifty to sixty percent chance of rain. Thus it most likely shall rain.
sari if it were easy to buy a house, why everybody would want one! Oh wait… most everybody does want one. Nevermind! Sounds like things are workin’ out. Keepin’ appropriate/inappropriate appendages crossed.
I always get my propane grill tanks refilled rather than exchangin’ 'em. If the tank does need to be exchanged for whatever reason, the place that refills my propane tanks will exchange the tank at a really reasonable cost cause I am a good customer. Go Me!
$2.99 in honor of you I shall drive around aimlessly and throw petroleum based products in the landfill.
Now I need more caffiene and rumbly tummy wants to be fed. Then, alas, irk purtification must commence. Woe!
swampy, I don’t want a house. I’m still enjoying not having one.
$2.99, that’s…a lot of water underneath you. Too much water. I like being on the ground. That way there’s not a lot of not-ground underneath me.
Irk is still mildly chaotic since the malingerer left last week and Night Audit Lady’s still in the horsepistol. Fortunately I have vacation in two weeks.
