the house craziness begins...
May. 8th, 2006 09:26 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
swingchickiei knew it'd be a whirlwind if i got the dream house. but now that i'm in it, it's just cracking me up. all of a sudden, i need to write checks to this person and that, the house needs to be inspected within a few days (which means i need to take a half day off of work), i need to finalize my mortgage and find a mover again and PACK again. it's a hoot.
everyone's reactions have been cracking me up too:
mom: i KNEW you'd get it! as soon as i saw that painting in the living room (they have the same print that i have in my dining room), i knew that house was yours!
the ex (via e-mail): LOL!!!!! can i sit and drink a lemonade and watch you mow that big lawn???
me (via e-mail): are you kidding? I'M going to sit and drink a lemonade and watch my new lawn-boy Lars mow it...
the ex: "Lars, my mint julep needs more ice..."
me: "Lars, i thought i told you to wear the shortie-shorts this time... i am displeased..."
realtor: i think it was the note that got them! (i dorked out yesterday and wrote them a hand-written note on a nice little notecard, telling them how much i loved the house and that i hoped they accepted my bid.)
even dad, who doesn't show a lot of extreme emotion, whooped loudly and grabbed my hands across the table when i told him over breadsticks at Olive Garden tonight. we had a glass of champagne to celebrate, and spent the whole time talking about the house (i tried to talk about my uncle, but dad just talked about him for a sec and then wanted to get back to the house conversation. welcome to my family, where avoidance is genetic.).
i tried to explain it to angus, but i don't think he gets it. i grabbed him and squished his soft belly and smooched his head, and told him "ANGUS!!!!! MOMMA IS BUYING A HOUSE!!! WE'RE GONNA OWN A HOME, BABY BOY! DO YOU UNDERSTAND????" and he just looked at me and made his "eh, eh, eh" noise, which is not a sound of understanding. oh well, he'll get it when he's sitting in the window watching all the birds on the back deck. whee!
everyone's reactions have been cracking me up too:
mom: i KNEW you'd get it! as soon as i saw that painting in the living room (they have the same print that i have in my dining room), i knew that house was yours!
the ex (via e-mail): LOL!!!!! can i sit and drink a lemonade and watch you mow that big lawn???
me (via e-mail): are you kidding? I'M going to sit and drink a lemonade and watch my new lawn-boy Lars mow it...
the ex: "Lars, my mint julep needs more ice..."
me: "Lars, i thought i told you to wear the shortie-shorts this time... i am displeased..."
realtor: i think it was the note that got them! (i dorked out yesterday and wrote them a hand-written note on a nice little notecard, telling them how much i loved the house and that i hoped they accepted my bid.)
even dad, who doesn't show a lot of extreme emotion, whooped loudly and grabbed my hands across the table when i told him over breadsticks at Olive Garden tonight. we had a glass of champagne to celebrate, and spent the whole time talking about the house (i tried to talk about my uncle, but dad just talked about him for a sec and then wanted to get back to the house conversation. welcome to my family, where avoidance is genetic.).
i tried to explain it to angus, but i don't think he gets it. i grabbed him and squished his soft belly and smooched his head, and told him "ANGUS!!!!! MOMMA IS BUYING A HOUSE!!! WE'RE GONNA OWN A HOME, BABY BOY! DO YOU UNDERSTAND????" and he just looked at me and made his "eh, eh, eh" noise, which is not a sound of understanding. oh well, he'll get it when he's sitting in the window watching all the birds on the back deck. whee!
