I dread the phone calls
Nap time. Dinner time. Trashed house.
Can we show your house?
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I haven’t talked at all about the inconvenience of having a house for sale with two small children (one of them who’s freakishly messy), two basset hounds (both of which have “issues” with slobber and ickiness), a husband who is utterly incapable of picking up his dirty socks, and me-a person whose housekeeping skills are lacking.
I’ve tried to be accomodating, albeit through gritted teeth and utter annoyance, but accomodating.
We had a showing last night at 6:30. I know I should be thankful that we having any showings at all in this lackluster housing market, but come on people! Six thirty is our dinner and wind down time. It’s a mere 45 minutes from my own personal promised land where my children are finally sleeping!
I emailed Tate about the showing. Here’s what transpired:
Jennifer to Tate:
Showing tonight. 6:30, yo.
How the heck are we supposed to have dinner? Jerks.
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Tate wrote:
Looks like we’re eating out!
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Jennifer wrote:
mexican?
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Tate wrote:
10-4 Good buddy
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Jennifer wrote:
righty-o
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Tate wrote:
I thought you said mexican, not righty-O’s. I do not like righty- O’s.
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Jennifer wrote:
How about nachos?
By the way, your son spit on me today.
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Tate wrote:
I’m nach-o ordinary kinda guy.
My son spat on you? Atta boy! Better than being shat on.
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Jennifer wrote:
righty-o
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Do you all see what I’m up against here! Do you SEE?! The realtors, my husband, my own son…they’re all out to get me.
(Post #5 about moving.)
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We are going to be listing our home in a couple of months in the hopes that the sale goes through before the baby comes. Even so, cleaning up after Sacha is a full time job. I bought 2 HUGE rubbermaid containers, and my plan is to throw all lose crap in those when we have people come over to see the place. Containers look much neater than piles of crap on the floor. Or so I am told
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What a funny email conversation. I might take this on as a personal challenge to make my husband write me something amusing. This could take a while.
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It would all be worth it for that classic email conversation, wouldn’t it?
Hope it went ok. So much talk of Mexican food, need to find me some tacos for tomorrows diner, me thinks.
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LOL…. now that is funny!
Thanks for the laugh!
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We brought Alex home from the hospital and had showings that weekend. Hate. I’m so sorry, I know this sucks.
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You should move to Indiana, I’ll take care of you.
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