Omen
It must have been an omen because when we went to see the other house yesterday it didn’t happen. Not for lack of trying mind you, but it just never happened. So, you are now asking what happened I suppose or you are like who gives a ****.
Well, we got there and the first omen was that it was pouring down rain. Usually in my book, rain is a good thing, but when you want to go look at something, it isn’t. So, we braved the rain and ran up to the house but the realtor was not there yet. Okay, this is sign number two. The appointed time was for 4 o’clock. Yes, I am a stickler for time almost to the point of being anal about it. Anyway, he shows up 15 minutes late.
If this wasn’t enough, the people who are RENTING were not there as they promised to let us in. The realtor kept knocking on the door and ringing the door bell, but no answer. The only noise we heard were the dogs and other animals they had. I drove by the house earlier in the week and saw at least three dogs outside and almost hit one since it ran in the road. Again, not a good sign if you want to buy a house.
Long story short, he kept calling the people and never got an answer. So after an hours time, we still never got to see the inside of the house. From what I did see on the outside, though, it was not put together all that well and there were several patches on the sides for a year old house. So, I am hoping that this has been enough to talk Nikki out of it.
I had a bad feeling about the whole thing and I still do. So, maybe her dad and I talked some sense into her last night. We both explained the return on the other house if we get it. I realize she wants something now, but waiting for this other one will only help us.
Wish us luck!!!
It must have been an omen because when we went to see the other house yesterday it didn’t happen. Not for lack of trying mind you, but it just never happened. So, you are now asking what happened I suppose or you are like who gives a ****.
Well, we got there and the first omen was that it was pouring down rain. Usually in my book, rain is a good thing, but when you want to go look at something, it isn’t. So, we braved the rain and ran up to the house but the realtor was not there yet. Okay, this is sign number two. The appointed time was for 4 o’clock. Yes, I am a stickler for time almost to the point of being anal about it. Anyway, he shows up 15 minutes late.
If this wasn’t enough, the people who are RENTING were not there as they promised to let us in. The realtor kept knocking on the door and ringing the door bell, but no answer. The only noise we heard were the dogs and other animals they had. I drove by the house earlier in the week and saw at least three dogs outside and almost hit one since it ran in the road. Again, not a good sign if you want to buy a house.
Long story short, he kept calling the people and never got an answer. So after an hours time, we still never got to see the inside of the house. From what I did see on the outside, though, it was not put together all that well and there were several patches on the sides for a year old house. So, I am hoping that this has been enough to talk Nikki out of it.
I had a bad feeling about the whole thing and I still do. So, maybe her dad and I talked some sense into her last night. We both explained the return on the other house if we get it. I realize she wants something now, but waiting for this other one will only help us.
Wish us luck!!!
posted by Brewster at 6:03 AM
4 Comments:
The appointed time was for 4 o’clock. Yes, I am a stickler for time almost to the point of being anal about it. Anyway, he shows up 15 minutes late.
almost? believe me, a friend will always tell the truth...you're there! but good luck, if she isn't convinced look around a little. whats meant to be will be..yes, i know, you're anal and and i'm in fairy land. :)
LOL Gee, thanks!!! I feel the love here. That is true friends!!!! Let me know when visiting hours are at fairyland, so that I can be prompt. ;-)
wherein lies the beauty of fairy land...no time constraints. sure it drives everyone else mad, but i quite frankly could care less anymore. when i have to meet my firends places they show up 30 minutes after they tell me because they know i will just be arriving.
LOL Okay, Okay, Okay. I get the point. Nikki makes fun of me for all of the watches and clocks that I have. She gets annoyed with all the ticking and hourly chimes, etc. Sadly, it is like an safety net for me. I just am obsessed with time. LOL
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