Sahirrnee, this is just my humble opinion, but if you can’t see yourself in the house, no matter what, then it’s not the place for you. Think about, you’re willing to overlook flaws in other places, but not this one. I’d walk away.
Finally, I know you really want out of the living situation you’re in now, but I wouldn’t rush this. You’ll find the right place at the right price. Yes, you’ll probably end up compromising on one or more things; it’s the nature of the beast, but I still wouldn’t rush it.
Also, with regards to your son; my son did the same thing when he was your son’s age. He’d be up most of the night gaming or talking to his friends, and then sleep the day away. A job cured that, by the way.
I haven’t done anything but pick up some groceries today. I’m about to do some laundry. If I had my way, I wouldn’t be cooking dinner later today either. My son wouldn’t care, but my husband would probably be a little unhappy about it.
The rain didn’t happen save for a few drops.
I grilled the sirloin Mrs. Plant (v.3.0) seasoned, and will grill some onion and pepper for fajitas as Mrs. Plant (v.3.0) slices up avocado.
There is 100 gallons of 1.025 saltwater in the tank and the canister filter works.
Now we need live rock.
I have finished the pretty yellow market bag. Now I’ll find something else to crochet all night. I really wanna play computer games, but since I’m getting over an earache I’m thinking that headphones are not the thing to use right now. Hence crocheting and getting through Bleak House. It’s pretty good except for all the legal parts.
Napped, got up & went out on the bike. Musta been slackolyting as I ended up < ½ sec/mile behind the computer’s virtual training partner. :smack:
Came home & took another shower. Between the blue from the color run & the red from where I knicked myself good while shaving, I had Spidey-colored water going down the drain.
