Show yourself out…

Landlord McDouchebag is likely going to work my last nerve until we are officially over and done with him—moved out, deposit returned, et al. Scheduling house showings on a SUNDAY is not helping his case in the least. Today when he brings his potential renters in, he is going to be greeted with the results of our packing labors. And it’s not going to be pretty and he’s just going to have to fucking deal… Keep reading…Show yourself out…

Countdown…

We have forty-five days to closing. Forty-five days until the house is OURS. Bob and I are both getting restless and incredibly excited. This last month and a half is going to be both the longest and shortest six weeks of our lives. We had our professional inspection this week. He walked us through and explained in great detail what he was looking for, and gave us a lot of information about being first-time home… Keep reading…Countdown…