Life in the Cheese Drawer

in the whole time nate and i lived in st joe, not one neighbor came over to introduce themselves. and vice versa, just so you know i am guilty here too. we occasionally talked to the guy next door over the yard, but never at the door.
well, in the two months we’ve been here, i’ve met the upstairs neighbor as well as the guy next door. hooo boy.
the gal upstairs is relatively unweird, but can be a little chatty. she came down to borrow coffee and a little milk because she didn’t want to go out in the snow. well, i told her i don’t drink coffee regularly, but sent her on her way with a k-cup and no milk because i barely had enough for breakfast. chatty chatty.
the guy next door banged on my door and introduced himself as the “guy who lives in the house right there.” and he noticed some shoe track through the snow across his lawn. now before i was here, there were some convicts living here, tattoos up and down their arms, with two rottweilers, who would apparently walk across his lawn. did i walk across his lawn? because the only people who’ve lived here have been trouble.
uh, no. i did not walk across your lawn. and he could see two cats staring at him. along with a huge stack of library books on the table. i was not his perpetrator. maybe it was the catering guys next door?
oh those guys don’t care what’s happening. do anything you like, they won’t care. and he turned around a left.
hmmmm. i think he wanted to yell at someone for walking on his lawn (yes, typical old guy) but i was not the person he was looking for. sorry dude. nice to meet you.

i am almost always uncomfortable in my apartment. we live on a busy street with no tree or vegetation coverage, so my blinds and curtains are closed almost all the time. if i think about going somewhere, i weigh the pros and cons of trying to turn out onto the street. this is a far cry from my house where the living room curtains were open almost the time and traffic was limited to maybe a car every 20 minutes.
my kitchen is too small, as in not enough cupboard space. counter space could be a little more, too. i’m not entirely disappointed with the living room, but i wish i could easily hook up all my speakers. the bathroom is spacious enough and has a window in it, but the cats’ litter boxes take up a corner, and OMG cat litter EVERYWHERE. i don’t know if it was because they had to walk across a chunk of the basement in the house and so shook it from their feet or what, but there is so much litter all over (and it’s mostly ralf). but nate hates the tub 🙁 to compensate i bought an awesome showerhead.
the office is nice, but it’s cramped due to our multitudes of stuff. and of course, the blinds are always closed because of showing the world our computers.
the bedroom should be the one saving grace about the place because it’s ginormous* compared to our old bedroom, but a huge sliding door, an awkward window, and the fact that i haven’t put anything on the walls and there’s still boxes in there just makes it bleah.
yeah.
sorry for complaining, but squeezing everything into a space smaller than we need and adding upstairs neighbors and paying for laundry on top of it makes me feel kind of meh about this whole living situation. i feel coccooned.
i just keep telling myself, it’s only 1-2 years. only 1-2 years.
*nice! chrome recognizes this as a word!

it’s a waiting game now. i’m being way too pessimistic in my view on when we’re going to be able to move in to our place, so much so that nate said, “wow, you’re more pessimistic than me!”
o.O
i want to be done! i am in a constant state of anxiety these days, so much so that i could barely sleep last night.
thanks for listening to my whiny post. once we move (if ever), i will post pics of the new place.

well, consensus is the daily posts are liked, and then i go and not post yesterday. whoops.
i am getting really tired of my future landlord. we were supposed to move in nov. 1, then that was pushed back to dec. 1, then this weekend, and now it’ll probably be next mon-wed sometime. really? at what point does a person say screw it and go somewhere else? looking at long-term forecasts, now there will be snow on the ground when we move. to top it off, aunt and uncle are replacing the carpet out here this friday, which they’ve already rescheduled once, and there’s a renter waiting to move in! this is ridiculous and it makes me want to cry.

saturday, nate and i signed the purchase agreement on our house at the same time the people who are buying it were in the house for their inspection. it wasn’t really a true inspection, just a second viewing, really. we actually had a home inspection done, and it took close to 3 hours. they were here for an hour. and they called delores while we were at her office, and they said everything looked good.
they’ve been pre-approved, so really now it’s just a waiting game until closing date, nov. 21. *sigh of relief*
that means it’s time to pack! wonderful. i really hate moving, but this will be good. nate’s excited to get out of the STC walmart. he’ll request a transfer (if one’s available) and then the week before thanksgiving he’ll take off, then start at the roch walmart on dec. 1 (hopefully).
i’m thinking of having a housecooling party! how fun would that be? i don’t know when i’d have it, but i’ll have to think about it.
omg, it’s really happening! woo!

we got a reasonable purchase agreement!
*success kid photo here*
we were asking $142,000 and they offered $140,400. that’s above our weird window for the homebuyer loan forgiveness factor. we should walk away with about $3000 in our pockets after paying the excess to the loan. then pay back grandma for the ceiling, and maybe i can pay of some debt! woo! i hope all goes well from here on out!
the only downside to this is the closing date is on nov. 21, the DAY BEFORE THANKSGIVING. really???