Bathside chats

They Fiance was giving his son a bath tonight and I was in the living room working on the laptop. I couldn't help but overhear the conversation. Ethan's son asked about 20 questions in a minute- every answer Ethan gave brought another question- but the questions had nothing to do with the previous answer.

Here's just a sampling from the 20 minute bath-

Question: "Do bubbles feel it when you pop them?"
Answer: They aren't alive.
Question: "Why is Grandma mad at her brother?
Answer: I don't actually know.
Question: If yellow and blue makes green, how do you explain photosynthesis?
Answer: Wha......
Question: Is there a God?
Answer: Well, I....
Question: Did I leave my scooter outside?
Answer: No, I brought it bac....
Question: Can I grow my hair long.
Answer: It's really hard to manage hair when it....
Question: Do I have to go to bed right after the bath?
Answer: Yes!

Sleepy-time

And the hunt begins

The Fiance and I are house hunting.

That's what young kids do right after the become engaged- instead of setting a wedding date? (I know, get off my back!)

The market is just so saturated right now- interest rates are ridiculous and people are panicking to get out before their houses are foreclosed on.

So like the capitalists (read vultures) we are, we're on the hunt.

While we've been lookie-loos at open houses since last June, we really didn't start looking in earnest 'til a couple weeks ago.

And while there is a lot out there, we've seen a lot of crap (forshadowing).

Case in point- 6921 E Rendina St.

This was the second house we looked at with our agent Pam.

Pam walked out in disgust.

This is the picture of the pool from the MLS

This is the picture of the pool from my camera.

Talk about deceptive advertising.

The thing is- the house wasn't bad- structurally. It had the required room we needed, although the kitchen was thrashed. It needed a lot of cosmetic work.

But none of that mattered when Ethan walked into the bathroom.

This is what it looked like on the MLS.

I wasn't able to take a picture of what it looked like from my camera. Ethan wouldn't let me see the bathroom. All he said was "We're out of here."

Later he told me that someone had created "poo stew" in the toilet. The owners who lost their house in foreclosure left some angry poop in the toilet.

That house is dead to him.

We've had several other adventures along the way. I'm sure I'll have much more to report.

Updates soon!

The Man done took my sunlight

I guess I didn't realize that with daylight savings time, it will be even darker when I wake up for work. It's already near impossible to get me out of bed in the mornings, and now they're asking me to get up when it's still dark.

Perhaps I won't be as bitter at 6 tonight when it's still light out. But for right now- fuck you daylight savings!!!

This is Leana Benson......goood day.