So I bought a house

… 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?

pretty sure I'm doing it wrong

So I'm pretty sure I'm doing this dating thing wrong.  Or something.

I've gone on a few dates with this one guy I met at a bar/coffee shop/ restaurant.  Our last date ended awkwardly.  Mostly because of a comment he made after we kissed for the first time.  Maybe a little because I'm the generally awkward person that I am.

Anyway, after we haven't had any contact.  I was unhappy at the comment he made, so I thought, fine YOU text me if you want.  Oh, I forgot to mention, I was the one to initiate texting and hanging out and such after he initially asked me out.  Which I thought was weird.  Or at least I hoped he would text first if he still wanted to see me.

But he hasn't.

And the weirder thing is, I'm kind of okay with it.  I should clarify that it's not that I didn't want him to call.  But.  I'm not sure I really clicked with him.  He was nice enough.  And it was really lovely being taken out to dinner and even getting my ass kicked at bowling.  But.. I don't know, it's hard to articulate.  Because whatever is supposed to be there, was not.


But wait - dear reader - there's something else I'm doing wrong.  Horribly wrong.  I actually have a pretty bad track record with this.

Being attracted to unavailable guys.

There was this guy I met at a happy hour a couple weeks ago.  And he's kinda cute and a doctor and a ginger and has just a touch of a Southern twang.  Oh, and he's got a girlfriend.

Well, Valentine's Day I went to this event at a bar.  And he and his girlfriend were there.  And god, we just got along so well.  He laughs at my jokes and we are both excited for Mardi Gras and… that thing that wasn't there with the other guy, it's there.  Or at least I think it is.

But like I said, he's got a girlfriend.  And she's this tiny adorable little thing that kinda makes me sick.  But she's actually really nice.  And she laughs at my jokes apparently too.  (The three of us got tacos at this magically wonderful taco place after drinks.)  So it's strange.  Cause I can't quite hate her.

So anyway.  That's what's going on with me right now.  Looking for love and I'm pretty sure I'm doing it all wrong.