… and other updates
I made an offer on a house and it was accepted and now I guess I'm buying a house. AHHH. We did all of the inspections and found knob and tube wiring in the house. What is knob and tube wiring, you ask? The devil's wiring from a century ago. NBD. Except that a lot of insurance companies don't like covering the devil's wiring. On account of the minor fire hazard when it's in the open air and has random splices throughout the wiring. And it's not like that's all over the attic and basement. Oh, wait. It is.
So I asked for the $4500 quoted to remove the knob and tube wiring. The seller flat out refused. And proceeded to ignore the other couple of fixes we requested.
But I really want the house right? So I went back and asked only for the plumbing fix. And now this asshole want to give me a credit for fixing the pipes instead of getting a plumber out there to fix the damn thing himself.
Argh. I knew buying a house would be a long process, but this is a lot longer and more involved than I thought.
On a happier note, the house is adorable. It's a brick bungalow, 2 bedroom, 1 bath and has a 1 car detached garage. The floor is all hardwood, and the kitchen is updated with new stainless steel appliances. And it's got a nice big deck.
Y'all are welcome to come anytime after I close on Feb. 19!!
In other news, I met a guy from OkC that isn't a total psycho. We've gone on 3 dates now. (First, dinner and walking around the mall. Second, dinner and a movie. Third, he made lasagna at his place and we watched Minority Report and 2 episodes of Arrow.) And after the last one, I realized I don't really like him.
It's unfortunate. He's nice and opens doors for me and pays for dinner and stuff. But even on the first date, I didn't think he was all that attractive. But he's a little geeky and likes a lot of the same shows and I thought I'd give him a little time to grow on me. But he didn't.
Then he texted me about going out next Saturday for Valentine's Day…. I don't want to lead him on. I don't want to be a jackass. I've never had a date on Valentine's Day. But I'll admit I was tempted to tell him I would be out of town next week.
Any advice, lovelies?
