Showing posts with label home selling. Show all posts
Showing posts with label home selling. Show all posts

Thursday, October 18, 2007

SOLD!


What a relief! We never in a million years imagined it would take so long to sell this house, but finally a young couple (much like ourselves) fell in love with it and took it off our hands.
Two mortgages and tuition (granted, I'm only part time this semester) with only one income was not fun.
Time to get jazzed up for a night of debauchery with friends & drink(s) (can you say Pineapple Cake Martini?!) at Basil!
Thanks for all of your good vibes!!!

Tuesday, October 16, 2007

Fingers & Toes

MUST BE CROSSED FOR THE NEXT 42-45 HOURS.

If you are you a close friend, a 7th degree friend, or one of those lurkers, please, pretty please, keep those fingers & toes crossed. And don't forget to send good vibes our way.

I'll tell you why later.

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Up For Adoption


So I'm wondering if anyone out there has cats like ours. We have two-Raven (male) and Chloe (female). The one you see is Raven. They were cage-mates at the SPCA and we were only planning on taking one kitten home, but how can you leave just one kitten alone in a cage? That was in 2004. The cats are just over 2 years old right now-old enough that you would think they would be out of the kitten stage.
Not so. They have just recently ended the practice of licking our ears at 5am. I'm ready (Ryan's not) to give one of the cats away.
We often come home to find cabinet doors & drawers open. Once I returned from a weekend trip to find an un-used birth control packet in the 'great room.'
Selling our house with these two fuzzballs has proved somewhat more difficult than expected. Last week one cat got into the attic space, and the other got into the garage. Ever since then we can't open the door to the attic or even go near the garage door without the cats running to investigate. Especially Raven (the one I want to give away). Raven must have been the cat that escaped to the garage...He will spend many minutes just sitting & crying at the door that leads from the dining room to the garage. He'll jump and hang on to the door handle, so now the door must remain locked at all times.
Yesterday, during the second showing, the cats apparently were a little friendly. Here's the comment the real estate posted in regard to the showing:
House showed very well excellent decor. Somewhat of a challenge to view due to cats. Previewing attic storage and a cat got in, had to crawl in to get the cat out. They followed you around the house and tried to sneek out of every door.
It's a very South Carolina comment, complete with grammatical and spelling errors. (I can-but won't- devote another blog entry to those three sentences.)
So what I'm looking for are suggestions on how to take friendly, curious cats & turn them into the typical 'I don't give a rat's ass' cat. Or a set of loving parents for a fat and annoying fuzzball.