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Our weekend started off with a much needed yard sale to weed out some of our abundance of excess crap. We cleared $579!!!
Then we had to power clean for our Sunday open house. It was about 85 degrees inside the house. I thought I was going to have a stroke.
I'm getting fed up with our realtor. The realtor who sold us this place was a sexist ass so I refused to use him again. Mr. Cheeky agreed but said, "Okay then, you find someone." I did and interpersonally we are a great match. She's someone I could go out for margaritas with. Professionally? Not so much. She was 1/2 hour late for our open house yesterday. She has been late for every single one we've had. Shouldn't realtors show up early for open houses? Our house has been on the market now for about 8 weeks and she keeps talking about doing a virtual tour online but has yet to take the pictures for it. WTF? And the broker's open house? Hasn't happened yet. Can someone tell me if any of this is normal?
During the open house we went to some friends' house for a little cookout where he chased the water from the hose until he wore himself out. It was hilarious. The friends have a dog, too, who is a best buddy of our dogs so they had a great time. And the mudslides were delicious.
After the open house we were supposed to go a party some of Mr. Cheeky's friends were having (an hour away) but I was so drained from the weekend I bowed out. He went and stayed 6 hours so I guess he had a great time! It was probably the last time he'll see a lot of old high school friends in who knows how long since we're moving far away. Meanwhile, I enjoyed my evening lying on the sofa with the dogs and watching movies with the cool breeze coming through the windows. Pure bliss.
I had to buy a fly swatter yesterday because so many damn flies have gotten into the house over the weekend that I canNOT stand it. When was the last time any of you used a fly swatter?! It feels so retro!
Live is on with guest host Howie Mandel today (whom I appreciate b/c of his OCD) and he just told a story about how he doesn't carry money because of the germs. Damn. SO glad my brother isn't that bad.
Speaking of talk shows, if you've had the TV on in the past 5 days you've no doubt heard about whole Rosie and Elisabeth fiasco (including my favorite part, where one of Rosie's writers was escorted from the ABC building after drawing mustaches on pics of Elisabeth in the hallways--which cracks me up, BTW). All I'm gonna say is snap!, I saw this coming.
Hope everyone is having a splendid and relaxing Memorial Day!
I used to work for a real estate office, and my mom was a Realtor. I spent a lot of weekends helping her get ready for open houses.
And NO, your agent is NOT normal. Late is not good. Not having the website up is not good. I'd urge you to tell her you're concerned, and if she doesn't get the site up this week, to find someone else. Most listing agents will give back a listing if the seller is unhappy.
I second TD's comment. Our realtor was going to run the brokers' open house two days after our house went on the market (but we sold in just over 24 hours, instead). Most agencies run these walk-throughs on a weekly basis, so there's no excuse for her not to get the agents in. If she's perpetually late and disorganized on this, she is not going to do a good job selling your house.
You need to have a HUGE talk with the realtor. Tell her that you are thinking that if she can't handle the job, she needs to release you from the contract. Her behaviour is out of line.
Today I finally treated myself to an overpriced hair cut and coloring at a high end salon I've been meaning to go to for, oh, about 4 years. I arrived with this hair:
I received a thank you card from a student I've worked with quite a bit the last few years, and whom I really like. I almost cried. It was a good way to end the semester, reminding me of the the some of the better times I've had here at ScrewedMeOverU.
And as many of you know, for us professors there are a lot of days our jobs seems pretty thankless and we feel rather unappreciated. This makes it all worth it. I'm uploading this so it's easy for me to find whenever I'm having a bad teaching day or feeling sorry for myself. By the way, for you non-professorial readers, it is never too late to drop a note or email to your favorite professor from college. About a year ago I emailed some inspirational profs from my undergrad years and it felt great.
Holy shit. Total smackdown today on The View between Rosie and Elisabeth. doG, watching that show is like watching a car wreck. Painful to watch, yet I can't look away!
I may have to check Rosie's blog later just to see if she posts about it.
Packing up and getting ready to get our of here for our fourth open house. I HATE open houses, by the way. I feel violated knowing people coming in and look around, open closets and drawers, and half the time they're not even potential buyers--just nosey neighbors and what the realtor calls "tire kickers." (I also hate the term "tire kickers." How stupid is that? Couldn't they up with something better?)
The best part (and I say this sarcastically) is trying to make the place look like 3 dogs and 3 ferrets don't live here. Jesus. And I'm sick of making snap-apart premade cookies so the place smells good.
Good luck with the open houses. We had 10 in 24 hours and were so damned thankful for an offer at the end of that that we accepted it post haste (despite the agent suggesting we run a full week of open houses and "entertain offers" at the end of it all).
You're right that pets do make it tough (we were also sick of picking up the dogs and kids and taking them for a ride in the minivan). I went with a cinnamon-scented candle from Yankee Candle the hour before an open house (snuffed it when we exited) to create a good atmosphere.
Sending you our house-selling mojo so you get a good offer, post-haste!
Oh, that's the worst part of trying to sell a place. Having to get it all clean. We had four small kids and four cats when we were trying to sell our house -- I was so sick of cleaning by the time we finally got an offer.
I should be packing or doing laundry (or something productive) but just don't feel like it. Instead I'm screwing around online, reading over every little bit of new crap on my new university's website, etc. Actually, I've been stalking the website for weeks now. I cannot wait to start my new job. I like my colleagues-to-be, I like the dean, I like the chair, I even like the classes I'll be teaching this first year (you know, the easily-filled-by-an-anyone should the search have gone poorly classes).
The contract has been signed and sent. I've spoken with HR. I've ordered my texts for fall. The chair has added me to a department listserv that has provided me with a lot of good info. My new colleagues have emailed me to ask when we're moving, if we need help, etc. doG, I so badly just want to get this house sold and get the hell out of here so we can start fresh in New State.
(Please, someone, remind me of this post a few months from now when I have my first bad/frustrating day at this new job, okay?)
Oh, I'm with you! I'm not moving to something permanent, of course, but at least we should be in that city for a while. It is much nicer to find out about my new institution than to do work! (I can take ice skating lessons at my new school!)
Though I also have to say that I would happily move to your new state, too. ;-)
About 2 days after I posted grades I received an email from a student who was basically a slacker and received a C- (only because I graded generously, this being my last semester here and all).
Professor, Can I still turn in the extra-credit paper? I can email it to you if that would be more convenient.
I'm not a big fan of extra-credit; they got lucky because we had a campus speaker that happened to coincide with a class topic. The speaker was in March. MARCH, people. They were to turn in the papers within one week of attending the event.
Of course, after double checking this student's points I saw he was 7 points away from the C. So that's why he emailed. Give me a freakin' break. I deleted the email without replying.
How boring. Somebody once believed I was actually an alien. But we were on an acid trip at the time so I don't think it really counts. (Please no speeches about drugs, folks, it was 20 years ago.)
I can't freakin' believe that Melinda was voted off tonight. She was the best singer on the damn show.
Even worse, Blake is in the top two. WTF??? What is the appeal of his too-cool-for-school attitude, punky look, and beat-boxing bullshit? Or is it that VFTW really has that much pull? Personally, my aversion to him is so strong that whenever I watch one of his performances it makes me throw up a little in my mouth. For real, dawg.
If he wins this will be the last season of American Idol I watch.
I was upset too! I thought the top 2 should've been Melinda and Jordin. I have wanted Jordin to win for a long time, so she certainly better beat that crappy guy Blake. But, we should at least be pleased that Sanjaya didn't make it to the top 2!
(P.S. The first time I tried to upload this comment it said that I had "questionable content"...presumably because I said p***ed. Huh?)
While I was out trimming our hedges this afternoon (hedges = one thing that I loved when we bought the place but will NOT MISS when we leave), our neighbor the fire chief's wife (yes, that's what we call her) and another woman from down the block were out for their afternoon stroll. They stopped to chat and asked how things were coming with the house, if we'd had any bites, etc.
Then the chief's wife said, "You need to leave pretty soon though, right? For a job?
It didn't hit me until later--and I double checked this with Mr. Cheeky--neither of us have told them or anyone in the neighborhood for that matter. Makes me wonder what else people know about us.
Oh yes, one of the main things I do NOT miss about small town life is that everyone knows everything about everyone- all the time. It gets really old, really fast.
So, am I alive? Yes, obviously. Have I moved? No, silly--not yet!
It's been a bit nuts but here's a bit of what's been going on:
I turned in my official letter of resignation today (effective the end of my contract year). It felt...wonderful. Like I weight had been lifted. It felt even better than turning in my damn tenure file.
We have a hive of bees somewhere near the house. They've been congregating near/on one particular window. The other day there were it looked like a scene from Amityville. (You know what I'm talking about.)
The house has been on my market now for 6+ weeks and nothing. I'm starting to get nervous. Very nervous. And I'm not loving our realtor, even though she's much better than the sexist asshole we used when we bought the place.
Colleagues are having a goodbye party for me. Isn't that nice? I'm contemplating inviting the peeps I know who voted against my tenure, just to appear gracious and make them unconfortable at the same time. ;-)
The other day a car passed our house (there's a stop sign by us because we're on the corner) with the windows open and music blaring. The song was Endless Love. I laughed out loud.
My mother, for whom I don't believe I ever provided the full story here, is getting worse. I don't see how she won't end up in an assisted living facility within the next 1 to 2 years.
I've picked out my textbooks and such for my new classes this coming fall. This new gig can't come soon enough!
Trying to decide which books, files, and articles to keep out of my office is difficult. I remember AAYOR went through this, too. I tend to be a packrat but don't want to lug all this stuff half way across the country.
It really annoys we when nosey neighbors show up at our open-houses just to "look around." And they're so bold about it.
Real estate is aggravating right now. We've had our house on the market for a couple of months and besides nosy people....nothing. I keep telling myself that we bought this house and it wasn't as nice then.
Hang in there. It's a great house and someone will come along.
Saw this somewhere a few days ago--forget where, so forgive me if it was your blog!
1. Do you still talk to the person you lost your virginity to?
No, thank doG. She was a nut. (Yes, I said "she.")
2. Is it harder to be rejected or to reject someone?
To be rejected.
3. What kind of music did you listen to in elementary school?
Stuff my mom listened to like Elvis and Nat King Cole. My own records included all the Donny and Marie albums and some Shawn Cassidy. LOL
4. What is the best thing about your current job?
Ha! That I'm LEAVING IT!
5. Do you wish cell phone etiquette was a required class?
Yes, but not at the college level. ;-)
6. What is the last thing you drank?
Milk (with cookies).
7. Have you been on a date in the past week?
No, but Mr. Cheeky and I went to a summer outdoor burger joint. Does that count?
8. Where are you going on your next vacation? What next vacation? I may visit friends and family in Michigan before moving this summer.
9. Have you ever thrown up from working out?
No, what a silly question!
10. Are most of the friends in you life new or old?
Some of both.
11. Have you ever gotten so wasted you didnt know what was going on?
No, but I've gotten so wasted I did stupid things I knew I shouldn't be doing but didn't care.
12. Do you like pulpy orange juice?
Absolutely, the non-pulpy kind is boring.
13. Are you touchy feely?
Not really, although I'd like to be a bit more so.
14. Did you cry at your high school graduation?
Are you kidding me? I didn't even want to go to my high school graduation but my folks made me. (And I didn't cry at any of my three subsequent graduations, either.)
15. Do you prefer the tanning bed or the sun?
Neither. I'm all for gothy pale.
16. What are two of your favorite places to eat?
Any good Indian place and a local, seasonal outdoor seafood joint
17. What could you tolerate, someone who snores or a sleep walker?
Well, I do tolerate someone who snores.
18. Do you consider yourself bi-polar?
Nope, but I've got had some anxiety issues. Do I get points for that?!
19. What's something your friends make fun of you for?
My pessimism, my "soggy sock" (don't ask), my 20+ page syllabus, and my mom.
20. What's your worst personality flaw?
I'm a bit control-freaky. It's all part of that anxiety thing.
21. Would you ever parachute off a plane?
Only if it was about to crash.
22. Have you ever ridden an elephant?
No.
23. Are you Irish in any way?
Only on St. Patrick's Day.
24. Have you ever driven a U-Haul?
Yep, moving half way across country while moving from one grad school to the other. Just me and my ferret.
25. Do you like to play scrabble?
Not really.
26. Have you ever been to a nude beach?
No, and if I had, people would have run away.
27. Have you ever drank Jack Daniels?
Yes, silly rabbit.
28. Have you ever had sex on the beach?
No. Who would want sand in all those places?
29. What are you saving your money up for right now?
Moving and, well, something I can't tell you about yet.
30. What was the last giftcard you received?
Don't remember, but I think it was Lane Giant.
31. Have you ever gone skinny dipping?
See answer to number 26.
32. Does the number of people a person's slept with affect your opinion of him or her?
It depends on the circumstances.
33. Have you ever gone to a party where you were the only sober person?
Thankfully no and hopefully I'll never have to.
34. What do you do when you spy a bug in your house?
Get Mr. Cheeky. If he's not available, use a combination of squashing with foot, spraying with Lysol/hairspray, and hitting with broom. Really.
35. Where do you go when you're really bored?
The internets. (Sad, isn't it?) Or Target.
36. What did you have for dinner last night?
Tortilla soup.
37. Favorite band?
Changes but right now it's the Scissor Sisters.
38. What's today date & time?
Wednesday, May 15, 20007, 10:05 p.m.
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