Thursday, March 20, 2008

Said Drapes

True story.

Dave and I decided to start looking for a house to buy. We found the perfect house for us in our price range with a brand new kitchen and hot tub. Because Dave and I found this house on our own we wanted others opinion to make sure we weren't blindly falling in love with something. So we called Dave's mom who was out house hunting for us (back story: soon to be mother in law who is sometimes overly involved). She stopped by the house on her own and then called her neighbors/realtor friends/people I dog sit for (all one family). They happen to be in the area and looked at the house.

We all came together that night at the neighbors' house and discussed what we should do. We agreed we must put an offer on the house that night as it might be gone in the morning. So we started drawing up the contract. That is when my Mother In Law got in her head that the drapes were an important negotiating tool since the seller mentioned she wanted to take her drapes. MIL wouldn't drop the drapes. Even after I said I don't recall the drapes, I'm not taking this woman's drapes just to take them. She kept insisting that I would want them and therefore needed to have them in the contract.

Since the sellers opted for sale by owner, Dave and I had to negotiate the offer face to face. Scary! So we arrived with our entourage, MIL, FIL, neighbors and Dave and I. MIL and female seller are making small talk. Dave is in the kitchen with male seller. I'm at the dining room table when all the sudden female seller asks me from across the room "You want my drapes?" Both MIL and female seller come to the kitchen table. I haven't responded. So she asks me again, "You want my drapes? I like my drapes, but if its going to cost us the sell of the house you of course can have the drapes. Do you want the drapes?"
**I then got kicked underneath the table from my MIL!!**
What just happened here? Why did I get kicked from MIL when she was not involved and the woman just finished her sentence?? It took everything in me to not kick her back. Instead I opted for the "MIL, I appreciate you support, but this is something that Dave and I need to negotiate together." Thankfully at that point, Dave and male seller came in and we actually started negotiating.

Of course we came to an agreement on the house. I also told the woman that the drapes will go in the contract, but if we decide we don't need them, we'll give them back to her.

Inspections Tuesday. Cross fingers that all goes well!!

Oh and if you hear Rachel tell the story, I kicked her back.
You can see said drapes in previous post, they're the ones in the front living room.

Tuesday, March 18, 2008


Back from the lou and had sooo much fun. Will post those pictures later since I'm fighting with the old camera since I broke the brand new one. You know this one.

In other news, Dave and I bought a house! Well we're in contract for one. We have inspections next week so as long as all goes well we'll own a new home in May. So to keep you entertained here are pics of hopefully my new house.

Front Living room:
There is a story about these red drapes. I will post at another time. It involves, mother-in-law and kicking. Very entertaining.

Great room:
It is huge! 18' x 36'. It will be sometime before Dave and I can fill it up with furniture.


Front Bathroom:
True midtown home with pink and green tiles. The tub and toilet are green too!

These pictures were taken with the new broken camera. I was able to get them transferred to the computer. I'll post STL pics soon!!

Thursday, March 6, 2008

Today is not the day

I'm not in the mood today to put up with anyone's bullshit. Not the receptionist at my work. Not the weather report that calls for more f*cking snow. Not for the damn students outside of my office talking in baby talk. Not with Dave who keeps showing me pictures of houses but we have to walk in them. Not with the invitations that have yet to be ordered. Not with meetings I don't need to involved in.

Today is not the day to push any buttons. The fuse is short. I'm ready to blow and I don't give a shit.

So f*ck you weather for not being Spring.
F*ck you receptionist who called for my help "on a special project" but refusing to give me details. You deserve another F*CK YOU!
F*ck this mood because other than just tired of being cold all-the-damn-time, I have no reason to be in it.