Um, Did I Say “Tomorrow?”

I guess I really meant today.

Friday meant a final walk-through of the Cute And Cozy Cabin (there’s gotta be a better name for the place, don’t you think?) and considering how close it is to the closure of escrow, it’s surprising how much of the seller’s stuff remains in the place.

Like everything in the kitchen:

Yep, that shot was taken on Friday, as was this:

…and they had high-tailed it out of there not too long before I arrived to take my tour. How do I know? There were still fresh bubbles in the soap dish and the lingering whispers of a sea shanty indicating the gentleman’s recent liberal application of Old Spice. Just for the record, goodbye bathroom sink and cabinet!

And then…

…the exterior windows inside the house. It seems that although the addition of what appears to be a den occurred years and years ago, they never really got used to the idea. The exterior windows are joined by the presence of exterior entry doors that lead out into the enclosed space. My guess is that the deadbolts on those doors is kind of a fall-back, you know, in case that whole room addition thing doesn’t work out. So you can orient yourself, the curtains are in the den, the mini blinds are in the master bedroom. Yeah, I know.

The seller called me today to offer the loveseat for $75. The lady of the house also offered the dining room table and chairs and a hutch for $800. Um, this from the same folks who didn’t think that it would “be in their best interest” to pay for an exterior door to go here?

I’d call them and politely refuse their generous offer for me to give them (more) money, but I think that perhaps I won’t call them at all and let them twist in the breeze. Sorry kids, no dice.

I’m just too preoccupied, too anxious, too ready to be able to call this place home.

I couldn’t possibly call them while I’m in this state, now could I?

Your pal,

bob