Friday, September 26, 2008

No, YOU’RE an update.

Okay, just real quick: the sellers from yesterday turned down our bid. Probably because they like, you know, money. And we just don’t have enough of it. We’re not too upset because we knew it was a hail mary pass to begin with. That said, we’re still about as disappointed as anyone is to see a dropped hail mary pass, so close to the… ah, that place… where you go to make touchdowns.

Okay, new metaphor: us getting that house for that price was about as likely as me pulling off a sports analogy well.

(I wanted to try anyway because my friend Ken reads the RT and he took me to a Notre Dame game once. He’s also a huge Sabres fan and he hates the Penguins. See Ken? These are the things people can say when they have blogs.)

Thursday, September 25, 2008

house update

The sellers countered.

This is good because it means they don't have any other buyers at their door, or at least no other buyers offering more than our (slightly-on-the-pathetic-side) opening bid.

This is bad because the counter might just as well have been "Okay, we'll sell you our house for a milliondy-bajillion dollars" because we're already staring down the barrel of our mortgage cap.

Further updates to follow.

Wednesday, September 24, 2008

Because, you know, mortgages are such a sure thing these days.

In case anyone hears a sound sometime today that’s like the combination of nervous gnashing of teeth and excited but anxious butterflies colliding against ulcerous stomach lining… it’s just me and Lisa.

We’re making an offer on a house this morning.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

This post took .2 hours.

Monkeysnouts email yelled at me for not blogging. I think he’s just, you know, into my shit.

The job is going well. It’s exhilarating, really. I like the people I work with. I like my big grown up desk in my big grown up office.

There’s an overwhelming feeling (seriously – it makes me dizzy) of having reached a very high limb, higher than I’ve ever been before. To expand the analogy, though, it turns out I’m pretty goddamn scared of heights.

But it is exhilarating.

Oh, and I was made a thousand times more at home in my big grown up office today when I realized I could look out my window, in a north-north-easternly direction, and see the building where my wife works.


Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Today, I shall be lawing.

It's 6:29am as I start this post. Because the girls are still asleep, I may well finish it sometime today.

In about two hours, I'll be showing up for my first day as a lawyer. Not a clerk, not an assistant, not an intern, but an actual, honest-to-goodness, law-talkin', piller-of-the-community, (ahem... paycheck-earning) lawyer.

No, I'm not admitted to the bar yet. And yes, I know the new guy is little more than office bitch for awhile. But even still, in about an hour and 59 minutes, I'll have the same job as my grandfather.