I’m doing the most adult thing I’ve ever done in my nearly half century on this mudball.
We(my girlfriend of six+ years) put an offer in on a house. The offer was accepted. We walked thru the house today with the house inspector to look for any potential defects. He didnt find any. So now its just down to the financials of “closing” which generally take about a month.
Holy shit.
I was just getting tired of throwing rent money down the toilet every month instead of putting equity in a home. And since the boy turned 18 last week, I’m off the child support for the first time in 16 years. I feel financially confident for the first time in decades.
But guys....I’ll finally be able to have my MANCAVE. All my books will be in one location. I can COMBINE my collections!! All Most of my stuff can be displayed instead of being boxed up in storage!
The next adult thing to do is going to put a ring on it. If I can commit to a 30 year mortgage with the love of my life, it seems silly not to Wife her.
I think maybe do the traditional thing and ask her parents permission. Slightly awkward, since they’re my age( she’s 20 younger than me) but we’ve been together long enough, I’m part of the family. Her mother will be thrilled.
But anyway...house.
"No Tom Foolery today, Ron. I'm tired of looking at your dreadful, speckled mug." "Why do you hurt me in this way, Harry?" ”It’s a grid system motherfucker. Eleven up and one over, you simple bitch.”
vynsane wrote:awesome! just so you know, all of your stuff is required to be in your mancave and the rest of the house is hers. as long as you're clear on that.
That’s the idea. My long boxes have been encroaching into the living room and bedroom for some time.
We’ve been talking about a house for a couple years. We just decided to pull the trigger a get serious at the beginning of the year. She was looking at houses online, a realtor e-mailed her, we scheduled an appointment to talk with him and away we went.
"No Tom Foolery today, Ron. I'm tired of looking at your dreadful, speckled mug." "Why do you hurt me in this way, Harry?" ”It’s a grid system motherfucker. Eleven up and one over, you simple bitch.”
Short story, didn’t know exactly where to post it.
The previous owners left a shitload of hangers in one of the upstairs closets. Like seriously almost a hundred old wire coathangers. They recycle easily enough, or perhaps we could take them to habitat for humanity or somewhere. But we were in Goodwill last week looking for some tchotchke or other(I think it was a small container to keep the nailclippers in the bathroom in..not important, anyway...) and I asked my girlfriend if we could “donate” the hangers to Goodwill. She said probably not.
And then without missing a beat I said, “Well, what about planned parenthood?”
I’m fucking hilarious.
"No Tom Foolery today, Ron. I'm tired of looking at your dreadful, speckled mug." "Why do you hurt me in this way, Harry?" ”It’s a grid system motherfucker. Eleven up and one over, you simple bitch.”
We live on a busy street. We live one house up from the cross street. There’s a stop sign there. It’s not a suggestion, it’s not optional, but drivers ofter think it is. Yesterday one guy thought it was optional, and shmucked into another guy on the busy road, who in turn drove up thru our neighbors yard and buried the front of his car into the corner of our house.
It’s the holiday weekend, so the adjuster won’t get ahold of us until Tuesday.
We’ve only been in the house 18 months and this isn’t even the first time we had it happen and had a car in our front lawn. It’s just the first time the house got hit. I take that back, it’s the first since we’ve been the owners that the house has been hit. It’s actually the THIRD time according to our neighbors who’ve lived here a few years.
Anyway, Happy Labor Day!
"No Tom Foolery today, Ron. I'm tired of looking at your dreadful, speckled mug." "Why do you hurt me in this way, Harry?" ”It’s a grid system motherfucker. Eleven up and one over, you simple bitch.”
Invest in large rocks/boulders for the yard.
Not even kidding.
I've seen houses that were in a similar situation, so they did just that and had very large rocks (big enough to stop a car) installed by the sidewalk or right by the house.
"As they say in China, 'Arrivederci'!"
*For the creation of the Golden Deuce Award.
anarky wrote: ↑Mon Sep 05, 2022 9:06 pm
Fuck. We're on a corner and back up to a busy street, and I always thought that was bad enough, but I stand corrected.
Were you home at the time? (I'm not even sure if it'd be worse or better, though.)
Yeah. Was watching TV and I heard the tires screech. Then a crunch. Then a revving motor(I’m assuming the driver, while stunned/adrenalined, hit the gas instead of the brakes) and then another crunch and the house shook. It took like three seconds total, but I swear it felt like a lot longer.
"No Tom Foolery today, Ron. I'm tired of looking at your dreadful, speckled mug." "Why do you hurt me in this way, Harry?" ”It’s a grid system motherfucker. Eleven up and one over, you simple bitch.”
The “front room” is actually just a ‘three season’ room, which is a fancy enclosed front porch. But it’s where I have all my newer comics and a bunch of bookcases where I’ve got my collectibles displayed(or will, it’s a work in progress )
It’s gonna be a hassle if we have to clear it out to do repairs. The neighbors said last time it happened it shifted the entire foundation…
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"No Tom Foolery today, Ron. I'm tired of looking at your dreadful, speckled mug." "Why do you hurt me in this way, Harry?" ”It’s a grid system motherfucker. Eleven up and one over, you simple bitch.”
FYI that bush isn’t a bush. It’s a tree that is now laying down.
"No Tom Foolery today, Ron. I'm tired of looking at your dreadful, speckled mug." "Why do you hurt me in this way, Harry?" ”It’s a grid system motherfucker. Eleven up and one over, you simple bitch.”
