The past couple of days have been a whirlwind of home improvements and a bit of a blur. I had such a headache tonight that my head was pounding and, depending on my position, got worse. It was probably nowhere near what a migraine would feel like, but for me it was pretty bad.
We have moved the TV we had in our room down into the playroom, along with some shelves that used to be in Abigail's old room (now the office). I think they look nice in the playroom. We did a few other little things.
We painted three of the walls in our main living area. It is something I've been talking about and wanting to do for quite some time now because I think I went a little overboard with the brown when we originally painted. It was just too dark. So I wanted to lighten the place up a little with an earthy green or greyish blue. I went with the earthy green, and in one of our numerous visits to SACO this past week - I think Paul has gone there every day for the past 4 or 5 days - I persuaded Paul to pick up some paint and paint rollers, etc.
The husband was not "go" for this activity. He wanted to hire someone else to do the job - a very common and cost effective choice for home improvement activities here in the Dhahran, Aramco camp. But this meant I would need to continue waiting and it would be weeks, possibly months, down the road. I have never been good at waiting for anything. The anticipation of anything I am looking forward to is almost unbearable at times. I guess this is a bad thing, and sometimes things that may have been pleasant experiences become explosive nightmares.
I had this vision in my mind of all of us laughing and playing together as we joyfully thrust paint over our walls. I would easily and neatly get all the corners and edges - without a single drip. Madeline would adorably paint the alphabet on the wall and maybe even a little picture of a flower for her Mommy before the walls are covered completely... even Abigail would gleefully roll - around any possibly drippings - while chewing on a disinfected paintbrush. Paul, with his masculine and debonair style would cover the wall surface swiftly and smoothly with the mighty roller brush, frequently glancing over at me with a wink and a "Gosh I love the bajeezuz outta you, you sexy woman you!" comment here and there... sentimental music would be playing in the background timed to just the right moments as if we were in a movie... and oops! Silly me... I got some paint on my nose... and we would all laugh at the joy of this familial activity as our living area took on a more eclectic, warm and inviting shape.
Well, it was the complete opposite.
As I said before, P? Not excited for this activity. Complained almost the entire time about how we should have hired someone. So irritated in fact that he took over production and did most of the painting - very messily - himself. It reminded me of when Paul cooks. He is an excellent cook and his dishes are scrumdiddleeuptious, but he makes a monstrous mess most of the time and I don't know that he does this on purpose - but he knows someone else will eventually clean it up. So splatters of sauce are commonly found all over the stove and the dishes and the wall and the ceiling. This is what happened with the paint too. And it's not that I didn't add to the splatters. Painting is HARD. You really have to know how to hold the brush; what brush to use where; how to tape edges; being tall is a nice feature because with tall ceilings a ladder can only get a 5' 5" girl so high. And sometimes the brushes fall apart or won't roll properly.
So, I started while Paul sat in the playroom with the girls - a good idea really because neglect is not in our normal routine and seriously, the girls? Around paint? Not a good idea. We started with an argument about us doing it ourselves - so I was in a GREAT mood after that. I quite ficticiously and literally painted myself into a corner with that one. By the end of it I was promised no help and was destined to paint the whole thing myself. I was ready for some help after completing the first corner. And after an embarassing and childish breakdown, he offered to help. Then, in typical psycho fashion, I began complaining about having to do the un-fun part - taping and edges, and cleaning up - and how he wanted to do the fun part - the roller - and how that was unfair because this whole thing was my project and my idea (not something I would claim in a court of law now) and blah blah blah blah blaaahhhhheegghh!!!
So eventually - he pretty much did the entire job. He, reflecting on my past "bright idea" projects, felt he had to or it wouldn't get done and we would be surrounded by paint and clutter for months to come. Besides, he is better with the paint brushes; taller; faster; it just worked.
I can't help but feel like a failure a lot of the time. It's depressing really. I have these ideas in my head and they seem so perfect and grand in the fantasy and they just don't ever work out the way I imagine. I don't get the supportive, encouraging smiles and utter acceptance of whatever nutty idea I've come up with. Is every idea I have really that awful? Presentation and planning are a big part of my routine downfall. So how does one learn timing and patience when the only routine part of this life right now is the lack of a routine?
The finished product turned out nice. Final touches will be applied tomorrow and then, hopefully, excluding a few minor changes, we will be done with home improvements for a while. I feel bad that P's entire Eid vacation was spent doing home improvements. It was good that we got all this stuff done, but I guess I should have worked in a little " r and r" for the guy.
Wife of the year award for that one, eh?
In between all the blurpity derp and excriment our girls were adorable and as accomodating as a now 8 month old (yay!) and almost 3 year old can be under house arrest and boredom. They need some serious play time and attention.
Abigail is teetering on crawling. She does the rock thing where she is up on all fours and only goes as far as she has to, to get whatever it is she wants to reach. Madeline is amazing. Potty training is going wonderfully. She is also SO TALKATIVE. Non-stop questions and ideas, and LOTS of quotes from Mom and Dad, which is a wake up call for me again as I tend to sound like a garbage mouth a lot - another place where there is major mondo room for improvement.
So! Patience. Humility. Sacrifice. Clean up the potty mouth. Take better care of myself - because, apparently, I am filet mignon, but regularly served on the lid of a trash can. And take better care of my family. Some good goals - dontcha think?
In other news I tried out my crockpot for the first time. I made a beef stew. I think it turned out yummy. I think P liked it. When I finally convinced Mads to try it she looked at me, and with an enouraging nod said, " Mmm! Not so bad Mom." So that was nice.
I took a few pictures during the past couple days but haven't loaded them yet so words will just have to do for now.
The nice thing about life is, tomorrow is another day. A day to make better. A clean slate - once I get all the paint off of it.
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9.03.2011
3.07.2011
Ah-Choo!
Since we've arrived in Saudi Arabia Paul and Madeline both have experienced some unpleasant reactions to the environment around us. Finally after about 9 months, we got the vents in our home cleaned (twice) and, eventually, the entire A/C unit was replaced because it was old and dirty. I think it helped a lot for that to happen, but Paul and Madeline still continued to experience congestion, watery eyes, and coughing and sneezing - especially when we were upstairs.
About a month ago Paul decided to go get some allergy testing done at the clinic here on camp and the result was that he is basically allergic to everything around us (dust, mold, grasses, flowers, etc.) - Everything but the cat! I found it to be hilarious that he was not allergic to kitty because usually people are allergic pets an their dander. He IS allergic to Dog dander though... weird. Anyway, it's a good thing for Kitty.
So, with proof that Paul has allergies, we were able to get our carpet replaced with wood flooring. It was an interesting 4 days, frustrating, but I won't complain because it was all for free. This company accomodates you with anything you need and usually in a reasonable amount of time. We are truly lucky and blessed to be here.
I think it has really helped a lot with the allergy problem, and although we cannot completely eliminate every little tiny thing we are allergic to, at least life in our house will be a little more comfortable. And isn't that was your home should be?? *Smiles*
10.23.2008
Tip Top Shape & Loving My Home
Madeline and I went to the doctor this morning for my 6-week check up. It looks like everything is in tip top shape and we can get back to life as usual. I can vaccuum, lift things (with proper ergonomics of course), exercise... all the normal things people do, without any restriction. Not like I haven't already been doing most of that stuff already... shh.
I still REFUSE to adopt the Southern accent though... not gonna do it. Ya'll can count on that!
It isn't the best day to be out and about with an infant... it is pouring rain today, and will continue to do so for the rest of the day and night according to the weather people. I love the rain, but it's hard to get our GIGANTIC stroller out of the trunk and get Madeline in it without it and her getting wet. Her staying dry and warm was my number one goal and I succeeded, but me and the stroller weren't so lucky. It's okay. It's just water. You know, I used to dance in the rain when I was younger so it's not like I was suffering, and I did put on waterproof mascara today. I need to get myself a pair of rain boots so I can do that again! (Birthday is April 8th, boot size 8 1/2 - 9)
It rains a lot here in Memphis. Ya know, I've realized something. In the almost 7 years Paul and me have been here part of me has fought loving my new home of Tennessee. Utah and Tennessee are two different worlds. Weather-wise, people-wise, climate-wise... SO different. I never imagined growing up that I would be the one in my family who would be living far away from everyone else. I always planned on staying in Utah forever.
Glorious, beautiful Utah... with it's vast stretches of towering mountains that surround the valleys below... almost as if it were tucked in by a giant hug from Mother Earth. The four seasons of weather - the sunny warm summers; rainy, color springs; comforting crisp falls; and white wonderful winters. The smell - you know, when it rains in Utah, there is this amazing smell (I guess that depends on where you are really, hehehe). I miss it. I will always love it... but Tennessee, I am realizing, isn't so bad either.
Tennessee is humid most of the year, yes, but that is actually good for your skin. It is so hot here sometimes - that mixed with the humidity - you might as well go commit a crime of some sort because it already feels like you are in hell. But the trees... there are SO MANY trees. They're so beautiful and green. Many of the trees have vines growing up them, the vegetation is so immense. There are tons of roads that have trees crouching over them on each side so it's like a tunnel. The cotton fields, which I imagine as miles and miles of marshmallow bushes, are so fun to look at. Like I mentioned before... it rains a lot, and I like rain. Those months when it is cool - it's s crisp and nice... you want to be outside. We really have met a lot of amazing people here too. Friends - lifelong friends - who would do anything for you.
I actually love the way my life has turned out and the direction it has taken. I love my little family, my friends here, my home, my job... who I am. I love my home of Tennessee. Besides, this is where my little baby girl was born too - which makes it even more special to me.
It rains a lot here in Memphis. Ya know, I've realized something. In the almost 7 years Paul and me have been here part of me has fought loving my new home of Tennessee. Utah and Tennessee are two different worlds. Weather-wise, people-wise, climate-wise... SO different. I never imagined growing up that I would be the one in my family who would be living far away from everyone else. I always planned on staying in Utah forever.
Glorious, beautiful Utah... with it's vast stretches of towering mountains that surround the valleys below... almost as if it were tucked in by a giant hug from Mother Earth. The four seasons of weather - the sunny warm summers; rainy, color springs; comforting crisp falls; and white wonderful winters. The smell - you know, when it rains in Utah, there is this amazing smell (I guess that depends on where you are really, hehehe). I miss it. I will always love it... but Tennessee, I am realizing, isn't so bad either.
Tennessee is humid most of the year, yes, but that is actually good for your skin. It is so hot here sometimes - that mixed with the humidity - you might as well go commit a crime of some sort because it already feels like you are in hell. But the trees... there are SO MANY trees. They're so beautiful and green. Many of the trees have vines growing up them, the vegetation is so immense. There are tons of roads that have trees crouching over them on each side so it's like a tunnel. The cotton fields, which I imagine as miles and miles of marshmallow bushes, are so fun to look at. Like I mentioned before... it rains a lot, and I like rain. Those months when it is cool - it's s crisp and nice... you want to be outside. We really have met a lot of amazing people here too. Friends - lifelong friends - who would do anything for you.
I actually love the way my life has turned out and the direction it has taken. I love my little family, my friends here, my home, my job... who I am. I love my home of Tennessee. Besides, this is where my little baby girl was born too - which makes it even more special to me.
Madeline stretchin' on her changing table
I still REFUSE to adopt the Southern accent though... not gonna do it. Ya'll can count on that!
11.11.2007
Ethan Allen Etiquette
Currently, in the area of furniture, we own an ugly brown couch, a mattress, a few cheap put together bookshelves and a desk from Walmart. So, as part of our preparation for moving into our new house in December, we've been doing a lot of furniture shopping. We've been to several furniture stores in the area, as well as one down in Mississippi and Selmer, TN (by the way - it's definitely NOT "worth the drive" - that's their logo), and we pretty much know what furniture we are going to get.
My specialty - design and quality. Paul's specialty - leather and making sure the furniture doesn't wobble or shake. The first thing he does to ANY piece of furniture we see is shake it.
Yesterday we decided to check out Ethan Allen. Mostly just to look because we knew beforehand that the furniture there was in the area of ridiculous when it came to price. We knew we were in smug city when we drove up to the building. Along the side of the building were parked a plethora of white and silver BMW's, Audi's, Honda's and Lexus cars. Our dirty green Saturn didn't quite mesh.
This place really had some nice looking stuff. It's hard not to think everything there is beautiful because it really is. I don't know what it is about places like that though... they seem to bring out the smugginess in us all. Upon entering the store we were greeted by Patty, a professional design consultant extraordinaire with an unusually soft, yet stearn voice...
"Welcome to Ethan Allen! I am Patty. It would bring me great, immense pleasure to help you make your home what you want it to be. It's my life's work to help couples and families, like yourselves, design a home that really displays their personalities and dreams."
"Thank you Patty" - I responded. "Right now we're just going to look around but we will let you know if we need anything."
As we proceeded to stroll through the store, and as Patty watched us, we saw some really awesome stuff. Not just furniture but accessories... like a miniature glass globe for only $45.00. Oh and that vase with fake flowers for only $238.00. My dream couch - only $2,500.00. Yeah, I know.... pocket change.
I suddenly noticed myself saying things like...
"This table is exquisite"
-or-
"This would look amazing on the mantle, wouldn't it darling?"
My pinky... I just got the most uncontrollable urge to lift my pinky in the air.
When we finally THOUGHT we were alone, we sat on a $5,000.00 couch and started whispering about how I could stitch the design on the $500 pillows over there myself. Or Paul could weld or glue together some metal rings to look exactly like that $300.00 lamp.
It was settled. We could get some great ideas from this place, but never actually buy anything. As we stood up and headed toward the front we ran smack into Patty. She had just been right around the corner the whole time, not more than 10 feet from where we had been sitting... and whispering.
Did she hear us??!! I felt so violated... and then Patty said,
"Oh, I forgot to mention we have microphones hidden in all of our furniture, and cameras everywhere.... we heard everything you said"
Just kidding. She didn't say that, but I thought it. Out of slight panic that Patty would discover we didn't own a BMW, I quickly asked her for her card and she ran off to get it and a $25.00 catalogue for us to look through.
As we left Paul said, very loudly for all to hear....
"Except for those three shakey tables this place is divine. It's absolutely fabulous."
He didn't say "divine", but he did say "fabulous" and the way he said it, he should have cause it would have fit.
My specialty - design and quality. Paul's specialty - leather and making sure the furniture doesn't wobble or shake. The first thing he does to ANY piece of furniture we see is shake it.
Yesterday we decided to check out Ethan Allen. Mostly just to look because we knew beforehand that the furniture there was in the area of ridiculous when it came to price. We knew we were in smug city when we drove up to the building. Along the side of the building were parked a plethora of white and silver BMW's, Audi's, Honda's and Lexus cars. Our dirty green Saturn didn't quite mesh.
This place really had some nice looking stuff. It's hard not to think everything there is beautiful because it really is. I don't know what it is about places like that though... they seem to bring out the smugginess in us all. Upon entering the store we were greeted by Patty, a professional design consultant extraordinaire with an unusually soft, yet stearn voice...
"Welcome to Ethan Allen! I am Patty. It would bring me great, immense pleasure to help you make your home what you want it to be. It's my life's work to help couples and families, like yourselves, design a home that really displays their personalities and dreams."
"Thank you Patty" - I responded. "Right now we're just going to look around but we will let you know if we need anything."
As we proceeded to stroll through the store, and as Patty watched us, we saw some really awesome stuff. Not just furniture but accessories... like a miniature glass globe for only $45.00. Oh and that vase with fake flowers for only $238.00. My dream couch - only $2,500.00. Yeah, I know.... pocket change.
I suddenly noticed myself saying things like...
"This table is exquisite"
-or-
"This would look amazing on the mantle, wouldn't it darling?"
My pinky... I just got the most uncontrollable urge to lift my pinky in the air.
When we finally THOUGHT we were alone, we sat on a $5,000.00 couch and started whispering about how I could stitch the design on the $500 pillows over there myself. Or Paul could weld or glue together some metal rings to look exactly like that $300.00 lamp.
It was settled. We could get some great ideas from this place, but never actually buy anything. As we stood up and headed toward the front we ran smack into Patty. She had just been right around the corner the whole time, not more than 10 feet from where we had been sitting... and whispering.
Did she hear us??!! I felt so violated... and then Patty said,
"Oh, I forgot to mention we have microphones hidden in all of our furniture, and cameras everywhere.... we heard everything you said"
Just kidding. She didn't say that, but I thought it. Out of slight panic that Patty would discover we didn't own a BMW, I quickly asked her for her card and she ran off to get it and a $25.00 catalogue for us to look through.
As we left Paul said, very loudly for all to hear....
"Except for those three shakey tables this place is divine. It's absolutely fabulous."
He didn't say "divine", but he did say "fabulous" and the way he said it, he should have cause it would have fit.
10.03.2007
Home Sweet Home
We did it!! We finally decided on a price for THEE home and just a few hours ago, Paul and I signed the contract to buy it, our very first home. I am so excited!!!!! I love this house! We set the closing date for December because that is when our lease on our apartment is up, the builder was fine with that. We got such a great deal on the house too. This time, since it's gonna be ours, I decided to take the camera out and get some pictures. Just click on the picture to the right and you can view more. By the way, the furniture in the house is not ours.
After our triumphant business dealings, we went out to Wendy's to celebrate... being this is all we can afford now.
9.29.2007
Home Is Where The Heart Is.
Today we made an offer on what I hope will be our future home! Paul and me have been searching for the perfect home for over 2 years now and I know this is the one. Paul, specifically, has gotten really involved in real estate, the housing market, the recession that is happening... basically anything that has anything to do with buying a home, and it has totally paid off.
I was so proud of him today!!! Not only was he ready with the massive knowledge he has on this topic, he had even prepared a presentation - complete with cover letter - that explained why we offered the price we did, what is happening in the current market, the future predictions for the market, etc. He even had references to news articles and average selling prices for the area we want to live in.
By the end of the meeting the real estate agent offered Paul a job. She was serious too! It was so awesome! I was so proud it was insane. I was blown away at his awesomeness. I had no idea he was as prepared as he was. I am so friggin' lucky to have a husband like Paul. I just love him!!! I know we are going to get this house for a great price.
In other news, my mom sold her house!! She put it up for sale only a couple weeks ago after fixing it up better than it has ever looked. It happened so quickly I really don't know what to think. It's strange to think that the home I grew up in is no longer in our family. My mom has been in that house for over 30 years. She was one of the first to move into that neighborhood.
I am a little sad that I didn't get time to realize what was happening and have the final "goodbye" that my other siblings had, but what an awesome future my mom has!
My big brother Nate and his family recently bought a new, rather large home and they are building an apartment (It's almost done) for my mom in their basement that is beautiful. It will have a separate entrance so it will be like her own place, and it's really nice. I like the idea of my mom living near someone in the family because I hate the idea of her being alone if something ever were to happen to her. Not that she is incapable of taking care of herself - she is super woman and I admire her more than words can express.
This year my little sister Amber and her husband bought a new house, and so did my older sister Heidi! It has been a big year for our family. There have been a lot of changes. Through it all though, it's nice to know that no matter where we are, we are still a family who loves each other and will always be close. Home really is where the heart is.
I was so proud of him today!!! Not only was he ready with the massive knowledge he has on this topic, he had even prepared a presentation - complete with cover letter - that explained why we offered the price we did, what is happening in the current market, the future predictions for the market, etc. He even had references to news articles and average selling prices for the area we want to live in.
By the end of the meeting the real estate agent offered Paul a job. She was serious too! It was so awesome! I was so proud it was insane. I was blown away at his awesomeness. I had no idea he was as prepared as he was. I am so friggin' lucky to have a husband like Paul. I just love him!!! I know we are going to get this house for a great price.
In other news, my mom sold her house!! She put it up for sale only a couple weeks ago after fixing it up better than it has ever looked. It happened so quickly I really don't know what to think. It's strange to think that the home I grew up in is no longer in our family. My mom has been in that house for over 30 years. She was one of the first to move into that neighborhood.
I am a little sad that I didn't get time to realize what was happening and have the final "goodbye" that my other siblings had, but what an awesome future my mom has!
My big brother Nate and his family recently bought a new, rather large home and they are building an apartment (It's almost done) for my mom in their basement that is beautiful. It will have a separate entrance so it will be like her own place, and it's really nice. I like the idea of my mom living near someone in the family because I hate the idea of her being alone if something ever were to happen to her. Not that she is incapable of taking care of herself - she is super woman and I admire her more than words can express.
This year my little sister Amber and her husband bought a new house, and so did my older sister Heidi! It has been a big year for our family. There have been a lot of changes. Through it all though, it's nice to know that no matter where we are, we are still a family who loves each other and will always be close. Home really is where the heart is.
3.05.2007
Interior Deck-Or-Eight-Or
Paul and I are buying a house this year, so I am starting to put together some ideas for how I want to decorate. It has been a dream of mine to be able to decorate my own home... I am SO excited!!!
Anyway, I often read Dooce, an entertaining blog by Heather B. Armstrong, and she recently referenced a website - wrapables.com. They have the neatest stuff here! A few of my favorites:
The Starburst Wire Wall Mirror, doesn't this thing just shout excitement? I love it!
Anyway, I often read Dooce, an entertaining blog by Heather B. Armstrong, and she recently referenced a website - wrapables.com. They have the neatest stuff here! A few of my favorites:
The Starburst Wire Wall Mirror, doesn't this thing just shout excitement? I love it!
The Fringe Dot Transparent Printed Glass Vase
I have always loved the look of pressed flowers in glass. My grandma Vivi first introduced me to pressed flowers and leaves and I have loved them ever since.
and, the Nourish - Grass, Duvet Set, King
I love the colors and the "nature-esque" appeal of it.
They even let you start a wishlist that you can refer your family & friends to for gift ideas... hint, hint, my email address is edith.annith@gmail.com if you want to find my wishlist and send me a gift. My birthday is April 8th, We're buying a home in June or July, Easter is in April, Then you have the 4th of July... I can't think of a better way to celebrate our independence than to purchase a starburst mirror for a good friend. Oh, and Christmas!! What a wonderful time of sharing and giving.
2.12.2007
Mmm, Rain Smells Good
Today I spent most of the day on the fifth floor of the hospital I am working at this semester. It was a really busy day. Ridiculously busy. There was constantly someone needing something or a medication that needed to be given. But I was able to catch one needed moment today amongst it all. It was the kind of moment sent from angels above to remind me of happiness.
It rained today. Normally when it rains here, it's warm and swampy. Of course, it's humid - it's always humid here. Sometimes, I will find moisture on my knees... who has moisture on their knees? When it rains in the south it's normally annoying rain - like the little bits of breathable oxygenated air that exist in between the drops of rain are also saturated with water and you're just breathing in water. You may as well jump in a lake and take a big breath.
Anyway - today's rain wasn't like that. Today's rain was cold, and crisp, and it smelled really really good. Somehow, on the fifth floor of the hospital, with all the big, secure windows, I got to smell the rain. I don't know where it came from, but a swift wisp of cold air hit me right in the face. It was a literal "WHACK!" of deliciousness.
I immediately thought of home and how the rain smells when it hits the sidewalk and the leaves.
It totally made my day. Totally! The only thing that would have topped that would have been a butt massage WHILE smelling the rain. THAT would have been amazing.
It rained today. Normally when it rains here, it's warm and swampy. Of course, it's humid - it's always humid here. Sometimes, I will find moisture on my knees... who has moisture on their knees? When it rains in the south it's normally annoying rain - like the little bits of breathable oxygenated air that exist in between the drops of rain are also saturated with water and you're just breathing in water. You may as well jump in a lake and take a big breath.
Anyway - today's rain wasn't like that. Today's rain was cold, and crisp, and it smelled really really good. Somehow, on the fifth floor of the hospital, with all the big, secure windows, I got to smell the rain. I don't know where it came from, but a swift wisp of cold air hit me right in the face. It was a literal "WHACK!" of deliciousness.
I immediately thought of home and how the rain smells when it hits the sidewalk and the leaves.
It totally made my day. Totally! The only thing that would have topped that would have been a butt massage WHILE smelling the rain. THAT would have been amazing.
11.28.2006
Historical Moment
We're renewing our lease next week for one more year in this closet of an apartment we currently reside in. Honestly, it has served us well and it has helped us to save for our future home. It's really all we have needed. But boy am I ready to blow this joint!
This is a historical moment and a time for joyous celebration!!
Things I will not miss:
1. Eating dinner in front of the TV (whether it is on OR off)
2. Stompy McStompsAlot upstairs
3. Wall-Banger McDipwad to the right
4. Being at an increased risk for possible car theft, murder, mugging, etc.
5. Having to turn the heater on when we want hot water (yes this is STILL an issue)
6. Walking 3 miles to take the trash out (exaggeration, it's far, but not that far. But could they get a couple more dumpsters?? Geez! The two they have are overflowing the day after they are emptied)
7. Close neighbors: Now, there is always a possibility that we will have strange neighbors even when we buy our home. But at least at that time, they won't be so close that we can hear them urinating.
The latest crazy wierdo is a guy on the 3rd floor who won't pay his power bill. At least once a week his fire alarm goes off because he lights a candle for Apartment illumination in the evening. We went up there once cause we thought he was dying or burning to death or something... yikes buddy. It was freaky.
My questions...
Why don't you buy a flashlight?
Why don't you place the candle in your living room rather than directly under your fire alarm in the kitchen?
How can you sit there and calmly allow the fire alarm to go on for hours on end??? Hello??!!! Are you insane?
This is a historical moment and a time for joyous celebration!!
Things I will not miss:
1. Eating dinner in front of the TV (whether it is on OR off)
2. Stompy McStompsAlot upstairs
3. Wall-Banger McDipwad to the right
4. Being at an increased risk for possible car theft, murder, mugging, etc.
5. Having to turn the heater on when we want hot water (yes this is STILL an issue)
6. Walking 3 miles to take the trash out (exaggeration, it's far, but not that far. But could they get a couple more dumpsters?? Geez! The two they have are overflowing the day after they are emptied)
7. Close neighbors: Now, there is always a possibility that we will have strange neighbors even when we buy our home. But at least at that time, they won't be so close that we can hear them urinating.
The latest crazy wierdo is a guy on the 3rd floor who won't pay his power bill. At least once a week his fire alarm goes off because he lights a candle for Apartment illumination in the evening. We went up there once cause we thought he was dying or burning to death or something... yikes buddy. It was freaky.
My questions...
Why don't you buy a flashlight?
Why don't you place the candle in your living room rather than directly under your fire alarm in the kitchen?
How can you sit there and calmly allow the fire alarm to go on for hours on end??? Hello??!!! Are you insane?
8. Lack of storage and space. Although our living room/dining room/game room/exercise room/art room/library has been fun, I will not miss it.
There is absolutely no room for anything. We are bursting at the seams. We would love to invite friends over to play games or darts or watch a movie... but someone would have to sit on the weight bench or the floor. And you have to climb over the elliptical to pick up any darts that fall to the floor. And if we pull out the fold out table to play a game, you may have to crawl under the table to get to the bathroom.
9. The paper-thin walls and doors that do not provide any sort of insulation or privacy.
10. The scary, slipperly, steep stairs. I wonder if we could just leave all our crap here when we do finally move. Hmm.
And so, we wait. One more year. Let the count down begin!!
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