Thursday, August 20, 2009

...And then an extra horrible thought came to me...

...Is my new house okay? It hasn't been insured yet...

...And did someone close the window in the basement? Because last time we were there, it'd been left open (not by us, though we left it on the assumption that someone had left it open for a reason) to get the damp, musty smell out...

Aw, hell, homeowning is aging me superfast.

3 comments:

Flocons said...

Your house is perfectly fine! I also had similar crazy thoughts before closing day. What if my property was a grow-op? A meth lab? What if the sellers were actually con artists? What if I mad a horrible mistake with my crap load of money?

When you finally get the keys to your new place, all those thoughts will fade away... when you realize that you have a place to call your own. The only think you'll worry about are those damn mortgage payments.

Senan said...

...damn mortgage payments and all the crap that needs doing around the house!

Then of course, you might start entertaining the thought of kids... because you know, someone's gotta perpetuate the smarter portion of the species...

Vicki said...

Those smarter portion of the species won't be coming to me at this rate. In addition to getting older, I seem to be getting dumber...