Hello people!
What’s new? Is it just me, or is it easier to write blog posts when something is going wrong? Seems I can only find material if I want to complain about something. Hence my absence from the blog for the last couple of months. I should be interesting enough to be able to write about my life, even in good times. But, well folks, I’m just not.
Let’s see, where were we?
B and I moving in together. Will happen sometime. But evidently no time in the foreseeable future. You’d think it would be easier. We are two grown adults, both wanting to live together. But no. I can pretty much pick up and move at any time. I am not the problem.
B has a condo. It is far too tiny for me to move in there with him. So he needs to sell his place. But before he sells the place he needs to fix the crack in the ceiling and get a new tub/shower. Both of which he has been talking about since I’ve known him. I’ve been riding him about this stuff lately. His friend (always nice to befriend a contractor) can do it for him, and don’t worry because, “it won’t take Mark long to fix this at all.” Ok, so DO IT!!! But first he needs to get an estimate, and then approved by the condo board and blah blah blah. Ok, dude, but please, just do something!
Now, mind you, even once he does this stuff, we are still not in the clear. He still has to sell the place. Which is not looking too great since there are several units for sale in his building. One of which has been up for 1.5 year and another that has been for sale for 2.5 years.
Awesome. So basically by the time he gets the stuff done, gets the place on the market, and gets it sold, all of my good child-bearing years will be gone.
I know this all begs the question (which my mother already asked): does he really want to move in with me? But he does. I’m confident about that. It was all his idea to begin with. And he never really worries about how long it will take to sell his condo because he had always planned to borrow money from his parents to buy a bigger place and just pay them back when his place sold.
Um, no. Maybe that was a fine idea before I was in the picture. But I’m not comfortable borrowing money from his mother so that we can live together, even temporarily.
So we wait.
And I’m pretty sure that every time I tell my landlord I need another extension/lease for 3 more months or 6 more months, or whatever, he laughs behind my back. Because any way I slice it, I am not getting out of that apartment any time soon.
NEXT UP: The only man on earth who doesn’t want to vacation (for free) in Hawaii. Otherwise known as my boyfriend.
kara Said:
on April 16, 2009 at 10:51 pm
Grats on you two moving in together!! How exciting! Hopefully, B will start to be more on the ball with fixing the condo and etc.
“So basically by the time he gets the stuff done, gets the place on the market, and gets it sold, all of my good child-bearing years will be gone. ”
Don’t say that! I think I’m only a year or two older than you and I don’t happen to think our good child-bearing years are gone until we’re at least 40…At least that’s what I tell myself to keep myself sane. (Although, if you ask me when I was younger, I probably thought I’d at least have one kid by the time I was 30. But I digress.) So unless it takes B ten years to get the condo sold then I’d say you’re still in good shape!
Krystle | Snarky Kisses Said:
on April 17, 2009 at 12:32 pm
I think you’re talking about my husband with the Hawaii comments. Drives me so crazy – he has absolutely NO interest in going anywhere tropical – he says, “I don’t see what the hype is about sitting in the sun, by water, getting all hot and gross when you can do that up here. Why would I pay thousands of dollars to go somewhere when I can do the same thing around home?”
PISSES ME OFF SO BAD!!!!!! Some times I wonder if I married the right man – no kidding, it’s the little things like that that really really really bother me.