approaching vapid with periodic bouts of genius
I'm bummed today because of that lovely house I described in the last post. Ken made an offer on it yesterday, and found out this morning that they are already in negotiations with someone else, at a price WAY higher than we wanted to go. So that's it. No adorable little house with perfect kitchen in a perfect, perfect neighborhood. I was trying not to get as psyched about this house as I did the last one, in case it didn't work out (which was a big chance since we were the 2nd offer this week on it) but I failed. I totally pictured myself in it.
Back to the drawing board.
I'm surprised at emotional this all is. Don't get me wrong, I'm not crying, I'm not going to be in a bad mood all day, but what I mean is that instead of just moving on, I'm actually SAD about it. This is the second time we've loved a house and it hasn't worked out and each time it's not the kind of thing where you just move on, it's actually SAD.
Sigh, ah well. Hopefully this means that a perfect house that combines everything we've loved about each of the other two is in store for us.
Until then, back to open houses, musty rooms and pushy realtors. So it goes.
Addendum: There's this girl I work with (I hesitate to use the word "woman" because this person idolizes Paris Hilton and I just can't see a "woman" idolizing Paris Hilton.) She is one of these people who is BRILLIANT at math and all things technical, but just to talk to her she makes Jessica Simpson seem like a Havard professor. She is very tall and supermodel skinny and regardless of the fact that this is an actual office, I've seen more of her naked body than I haven't, if you catch my drift. And by that I mean she's the type to wear a skirt which at the same time proudly shows off her buttcrack AND her crotch whenever she sits down. Anyway, I just overheard her say "I hate the cold! I just know there are other parts of the country which are a lot warmer right now! Why do we have to suffer?!"
Addendum II: Meanwhile, I ordered corn chowder to be one of the items for our company's catered lunch, and while people liked it they didn't have NEARLY enough, so I have LITERALLY A BUCKET of corn chowder of which I need to dispose. I can't throw it out for several reasons a) how would I throw it out? I can't very well send 3 gallons of corn chowder down our measly little office drain. b) that's just evil, all that good food. No one will take it, I can't take it, so I've called Saint Francis House, a homeless shelter around the corner to see if they want it, but they're NOT THERE so I left a message. Hopefully they'll call me back. Anyone else have any ideas? Ooh, also? I'm drinking V8 right now instead of soda. I'm really happy about that decision.