Chellisms

Parent to Parent Reminder

Just a friendly little reminder to all my parent friends out there.

Whatever you say in front of your children has a tendency to be repeated, often in front of the party that you were speaking of...

Bring your floaties!

We have lived here for 8 weeks.

We have cleaned from top to bottom.

We have had our first mishap and are still waiting for it to be fixed. I have had an appointment scheduled for weeks and have my fingers crossed that the contractor will actually show up on August 6th.

Yesterday it got even better. We now have an indoor swimming pool. Okay, more like a wading pool. The girl's 3rd floor bathroom, that one that we are all using for showering since the above mishap, has sprung a leak.

Well, maybe.

It might be the neighbors 3rd floor washer. But we spoke with them last night and the husband assured Tim that no laundry was done yesterday.

The only problem is that now I can't replicate the problem. The owner wants to wait until it happens again or until we can figure out where the water is coming from. It isn't leaking through the ceiling, it is leaking through the exhaust fan over the washer and dryer. Excuse me while I hyperventilate.

Doesn't that just sound lovely?  Who wants to come swim with us? May can not come fast enough.

While considering buying a house versus renting I came across an article Melissa, author of Suburban Bliss, had posted on her site. Check it out here.

Oh, and just so you know the reason that I am hyperventilating is that we are paying for the first mishap. I still think that there was a weak spot in the tub and Tim just had the great luck of finding it. An accident yes, but an accident costing us a few hundred dollars to have fixed. The owner is less than happy with us at this point, the feeling is mutual.

Are we going to be stuck with the bill for this as well?

Tim Proves Me Wrong

Tim had a realization this past weekend. It was a big one. Huge, even!

He doesn't want to buy this house. The house we just moved into. Seven and a half weeks ago!

SHIT!

As the two of us were moving furniture in those very few weeks ago I kept saying "crap, this is going to suck when we move out".  I have complained over and over about the things that I want to change. A lot of the changes are cosmetic, we both know that, we really do but some of them are not. The question is do we want to pay the owners top dollar asking price* and then sink in another $50-75K after that?   

He took everything I said to heart.

As we sat in the living room reading HP over the weekend he looked up and said "I don't want to buy this house". He wants a backyard. And a dog. I want more closet space. The kids want a swing set in their own backyard. I am glad that we decided to lease for a year before making a long term commitment.

I tend to think he tunes me out when I talk, I guess this just proves that he actually listens.

Crap.

*The owners have wallpapered and done some custom painting through out the house. They also did some upgrading to the kitchen, but they did it themselves and it isn't done well enough to be considered an actual upgrade. A perfect example is the granite in the kitchen, it isn't level and one edge of the bar top is jagged, as in every time I walk past it I gouge my arm open (yes, smart ass, one would think I would learn). After working in the real estate field I know damn well that any appraiser coming in would not consider these things upgrades, he would also probably also call for a few things to be corrected prior to closing.

Basically what it comes down to is that I don't want to fight with the sellers over what they think is perfect. To me this house isn't worth all of that hassle, I would much rather hassle over a house that I truly love and this house just isn't it.

So, who wants to help us move next May?

The End

I'm done. 

Tim is still reading the last few pages so I have to keep my mouth shut.

I finished Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows with a heavy heart. Characters died that I wasn't expecting to. There were laughs along the way and there were tears.

I can honestly say that I hope this is the end of the line for this series. I love the books, but this last book ties everything up. Any more would be excess.

Sticking My Head Out

Just to say, Hi!

And I'm not done with the book yet.

My book came yesterday morning from Amazon and I started it yesterday afternoon about 5. I hadn't finished book 6 until then, I really wanted to be done with it before the UPS man came but it just wasn't going to happen. And I sorely needed to brush up on the first 6 books before delving into the last one.

Tim picked his book up Friday night at midnight so he could get a headstart on me. We are pretty much on the same chapter but now he has gone to work. And I have closed my book and gone to clean out my closet. I hate to get ahead of him as I like to ask questions along the way and keep up a running dialogue (he hates this) and I can't do that if he isn't as far as I am.

178 pages to go...

The suspense, it is killing me!