That's me!
The realtor called me this afternoon to tell me that the buyers accepted my offer. She was going to call an inspector to schedule an appointment, but I gave her the number of the guy I wanted to use. Ironically , I got the business card from the apartment manager who is also buying a house. So, the cat is now out of the bag to the management.
After the inspection is done and everything is deemed honky-dory, I will submit my notice to the apartment people that I'm blowing out of this shithole. I can't wait to give Bloated Single Mother the finger. She's been a real hag as of late...to everyone in the building, not just me. I don't feel so special anymore. Rats!
I meandered around Home Depot today. Is it just me, or does Lowe's seem a little more organized? Anyway, the sellers are giving me a gift card (to either place) to the tune of $3500. That can buy a lot of paint.
Did you know they have gift registries for new home owners? Two people told me this. Apparently, this is a relatively new thing because when Paul bought his house, he did a wedding registry...but made up the name of his intended. I think he gave her a stripper name. Maybe he was hopeful about marrying a stripper someday. He's never been married, so I'm pretty certain those dreams were never realized.
Mom told me she has the hook-up to a guy who does remodeling and such when I am needing stuff done to the house. He won't charge me market price, she says. I don't know who this guy is, or how my mother knows him, and I'm not going to ask. I don't want to consciously know that I'm getting the "I'm Boinking Your Mother Discount".
Ignorance is, indeed, bliss.
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"If I were to suggest anything for a first time home owner, get a nice extension ladder, a nice step ladder, and a good shop vac. You'll need 'em all more than you can imagine."
Not to piss on anyone's parade, but just the thought of having to use any of those things sends ripples of anxiety up my spine.
I don't want to own a damn thing.
Been there. Done that. Didn't like it.
I'd much rather just pick up the phone, call my landlord (who is a real sweetheart), and let her know there is a problem she needs to fix. I'll be in the basement playing my congas. Let me know when you are done.
I bet you play your drums naked, don't you?
No, but if you really want to visualize that, go right ahead. I assure you it will be far more appealing than the reality.
You're right about Lowes vs. Home Depot. HD is always my last resort -- no, scratch that. Sutherlands is my absolute last resort.
I agree about the ladders, though. You'll be glad you did the first time you have to change a lightbulb in a ceiling fixture, or retrieve a frisbee from the guttering.
Ditto on the ladder thing. I've got a great extension ladder that I've used a bunch of times now that I've had it in my possession. If nothing else, it came in really handy for cleaning out the gutters on the front of the house. (Never did get around to hitting the back of the house...oops.)
But holy cow! $3500!!! You can buy paint, a refrigerator, AND new knobs for all the kitchen cabinets with that. And have some still left over!!
I want a deal like that, yo. Do I have to live out east to get something similar, I wonder?
Nah...just something the company that owned the home was offering as an incentive to sell it. They wanted it off their books.
I'll be putting a ladder on my list!
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