tap dancing to the music in three parts! (buying and selling a house pt 180,003,597)

don't mind me.  I'm tired of counting these hellishly hellish episodes.  

but today it's all good.  

PT ONE -  we demurred (love it!) from purchasing the heap o' ants and trouble, so our agent and I did serious scouting, seeking a new landing strip for the monkeytown team.  

I am I.  not we.  we didn't go.  we don't want to look anymore because we are worn down and tired and grumpy and weird.  so we came down to i and I stepped up and hit the road on thursday and of course it was 95 cloying miserable sweaty degrees and my car forgot it has air conditioning.

I started out looking sharp, hair in place, plaid (golf) capris (my husband's joke.   ha.  ha.   I don't golf and they're not for golfing).  I was a smart looking babe with crisp white shirt and a hopeful smile on my face, but by house five I was a frizzy frazzled lunatic -  my hair a series of zzzzzs going every which way, parting in the middle, my clothing rumpled and sweaty, my face glowing (as they call it in the south) with body oils and sweat, crazily limping  (and being of "a certain age" using every bathroom in every house we looked at to the concern of my agent)  (who shouldn't be concerned!).  

but did I care?  I did not care.  I was on a *MISSION FROM GAD! (*blues brothers)  and GAD DELIVERED!  woot to you wherever and whatever you are GAD!

I found two contenders.  of the two, the first we bid on in earnest but it went to a buyer who was willing to pay cash (!) and the other went to us, who are not paying cash but are willing to pay a premium.  :)

it's a pretty house.  much better than the disappointing ant house.  tomorrow inspection.  i'm renting a car* to get up there and get measurements, etc.  we're moving at lightening speed.  thus far, our buyers are closing on the 30th which means we must vamoose. 

I'm thinking of renting pods to move to MA to be placed in our driveway here and then delivered there so we can load and unload as we choose.  I don't know.  I won't know until all the elements combine - like bread dough coming together and slowing rising to a perfect soft warm thing.

I'm hungry.

PT TWO - *on friday, after a grueling back and forth and all the hell over MA drive, I decided to get my car into the shop and have the AC repaired along with an oil change.  I asked them to give it a critical looksee and tell me if there was more than the usual rust/rot we get up here in the NE and was worth of the 1k investment in a compressor.

the mechanic actually stepped outside his comfort zone and visited with me along with the guy at the front desk. uhoh.

at subaru, you don't see the mechanics - just the suave folks who give you the bad news and run your card.   the mechanic told me to not put another penny into my baby.   there's a slight noise in the engine.  no one knows what or why but it will get worse..  also the brakes are very worn (KNEW IT!) damn.  it can go another couple of months or it could simply stop where it is, dead.  or the brakes could fail.  dead me.

so in addition to a new house.  another monkey car.

AND Saturday I dropped my phone on the wrong floor and the gorilla glass shattered. COMPLETELY. shocking!  it works but when I swipe the glass, my fingers are shaved. so a new house, another simian vehicle and a new phone.

life is not easy and it's become painfully expensive.  

PT THREE - my granddaughter, the ginger will be coming next week to help me pack and while we work we'll talk politics and men and bullshit and argue and watch movies later in the evening as she face blabs with her friends and takes sneaky pictures of me at bad angles and cracks herself up.  she is a fierce worker and I expect this house will be packed and ready to go by the time she leaves to shoot off to key west to crew on sailing vessels and be a beautiful wild thing.  while she's with me I will fill her belly with cheesecake brownies and my meatballs in sauce and she will gab away a mile a minute and laugh and fill my heart with the most exquisite joy.   

she's magnificent and I love her like crazy.  

life is not easy but damn it is good!

ondelay bitches!! 

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Comment by koshersalaami on May 31, 2016 at 12:03pm

Congratulations and ondelay to you too

I'm going through the moving thing in far slower motion than you are. Details I guess as they progress. Today Lumber Liquidators sent out a team to fix a floor they installed April of last year where the slats started to inexplicably drift. 

Comment by Foolish Monkey on May 31, 2016 at 12:05pm

did you see the 60 minutes expose' on them?

thanks and good luck kosh.  it's a hellish road you are embarking on, but ....but...all roads lead to home.  at least that's what I keep telling myself.  :)

Comment by Foolish Monkey on May 31, 2016 at 12:10pm

PS kosh.  we're on the final leg.

the first legs took nearly a year and work upon work, etc etc..  

when do you plan to put your house on the market?  

Comment by Zanelle on May 31, 2016 at 12:18pm

I read the dizzy parts of this to my daughter.  She came and helped me move my mom's house...and we rocked.   I love your reports from the edge.  Pretty house sounds so much better than ant house.

Comment by Safe Bet's Amy on May 31, 2016 at 12:40pm

You've feeding your soul-less ginger grand daughter cheesecake brownies and my meatballs in sauce?  (funny what part of that whole thing my mind latched onto, huh?  LOL)  

You know it is VERY dangerous to let soul-less ginger "mogwai" eat after midnight, right?

I think just to be safe, you should pack all of the cheese cake and meatballs up in that dining room buffet cabinet and send it to me ASAP.  WAAAAY better safe than sorry! (not to mention saving me all of the effort of sneaking into you house to steal your cheesecake and furniture).

Comment by Foolish Monkey on May 31, 2016 at 2:00pm

Z we are on the edge, true. but finally...I think I can see the end of the tunnel.  at least on the buying end.    it's so pretty I want to post pictures but not yet.  not until we're in phase 3, where we've all agreed to agree and the deposit check is written and it's just a matter of the bank setting up a closing date.  

on the selling end, it's all fingers and toes crossed - still.  the buyer's financer is backed up (we were told it's the busiest time of the year in real estate which makes sense) and the good news is they didn't push the closing date back so that's good.  

still...lordylord it's a waiting game.  however, hell or high water we are buying the house in MA.  we've got the financing nailed and if this one in CT falls through for whatever reason we'll rent it or put it back on the market.  either/or.  we are the hell out of here and on to there.  :)  woot!

Comment by Foolish Monkey on May 31, 2016 at 2:07pm

as for you, you covetous creature you'll have to haul ass to CT and help with the work if you want even one measely meat ball, and as far as cheesecake brownies, my granddaughter does not part with them easily.  or actually ever.   she has issues.

so it would be for me to make some for JUST for you.  only you gotta figure the ginger would grab those too.  we don't share toys in this family.   and she's young and fierce and you're getting up there with the rest of us.  hahahahah

Comment by JMac1949 Today on May 31, 2016 at 2:11pm

R&L but I thunk that we should all share cheesecake brownies and meat sauce!


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