Saturday, May 06, 2006

Who says child labor is bad?

Ahh, childhood. When the prospect of painting a wall sounds like a blast.

Sebastian begged us ALL day today to let him paint. Who can say no to a face like this? I tell ya, Martha Stewart would be proud.

So, we listed our house five days ago with an agent from Remax. Our whole deal was to not have to show it to prospective buyers really for another two weeks, but if an investor came in, we'd show it...just because if one walks in and offers us a price that's acceptable to us that allows us to sell the place and get out of here without having to dump a lot of money just to get it acceptable to sell, we'd be open to considering that possibility.

Since listing, we've had wave after wave of agents through here with their clients...and we've gotten pretty good feedback, so we're feeling very positive about where we're sitting right now. I would love to be able to move home without having the burden of having to pay the mortgage we just put on this place, on top of the taxes that are due on this house in a couple months. The idea of truly having a fresh start is really something that we're anxious to have, without having financial obligations on both coasts.

It's getting closer to moving time. My dresser has been moved down into the room that's now filled with boxes, and my clothes are now stacked up between two laundry baskets which has proven to be quite an adventure. The house for the most part, is packed. Technically we could pack the rest of our shit and be ready to go in just a matter of days...but considering that we'll be without our stuff for about 18 days once the truck is here, I'm not too anxious to pack the rest of the stuff up quite yet.

Some things I really look forward to when we move:

  • Seeing my dad.
  • Being with my friends again.
  • Asking for tartar sauce for my fries, and not having someone behind the counter look at me sideways and say "What fo?" like the lady at White Castle in Newark did from behind bullet proof glass, and it also means that the people in MacDonalds won't make fun of me in Spanish anymore as they hand me a dixie cup full of tartar sauce. Yah, I know. I'm weird.
  • Not having to put plastic on our windows in the winter time to keep the cold out, only to freeze our butts off anyway.
  • A kitchen where I can put more than two plates on the counter without running out of space.
  • A dishwasher. I've not had one since I've lived in this state.
  • This kinda goes with the one above about the windows, but not having to pay $400+ power bills EACH month will kick ass.
  • Espresso stands. Shitloads of them.
  • Turn lanes. No more fucking U-turn routes. I can't tell you how much I hate having to drive past the store I want to go to, and then having to drive a MILE down the road to get to a U-turn route so I can turn around and come back on the correct side of the road. What's wrong with these people?
  • Denny's. We have them out here but they're rare, and very far away.
  • Decent schools.
  • Not having to drive a couple hours to get to a real beach.
  • Silver Lake.
  • Herfy's Burgers. Good grief, I hope that place is still there.
  • My son having his own bathroom. This means he will no longer fill my half bottle of carefully rationed Biolage with water. Oh, and the little shit filled my conditioner too, so say it with me: Woot.
  • Taco Time. No, not Taco Bell...but Taco Time.
  • A laundry/utility room. I guess you'd have to see my current house...right now, my washer and dryer, well, they're kinda in the kitchen. It's always irritated the shit out of me. So woot to that, too.
  • Chili cheese dogs from the Wienerschnitzel. omg.
  • My son's bedroom not being connected to ours. Right now, he has to go through our room to get to the bathroom or any other part of our house. In fact, his room will be on the OPPOSITE end of the house. What exactly does this mean? Well, this means that in the middle of a romantic interlude, our darling son won't charge into our room screaming "What's wrong?" ever again.
  • Closets in all of the bedrooms, not just the sorry excuse of closets in the master bedroom like what we have right now.
  • The Everett Mall.
  • C-89 FM

I could go on and on, but I think I'm going to end this and go veg out in front of the TV and knit for a bit.

More later!

1 comment:

Annie said...

I have pointed out to Adrian no less than 6 times where your new house is. Every time we drive by I say, "Hey, did I tell you that's where Nikki and Phil are moving?" It's become a routine now.

Herfy's is dead :( I don't know when they went out of business but it hasn't been there for a long time.

The Everett Mall is (was?) in the middle of a much-needed update. Even living 30-40 minutes away, I will now drive there to shop because I can do everything I need to do in one stop. Pretty nice.

There's a new station here now, I keep seeing it advertised on the radio. It used to be KLSY with the tacky dedications and Delilah every night, now it's all dance music and I think it might be something I'd like if I ever remember to try it out. Also, I keep forgetting to tell you to check out KISW online. On Sudays from 8-8 it's all the old hair bands. I never miss a week :)