Tuesday, March 15th, 2005 | Author:

We visited another open house in our subdivision Sunday afternoon. This model was only a two-bedroom, so it wasn’t anything like our place, but it still made us feel proud of how much nicer our place looks. When we bought our place, we may have not been thrilled with the blue carpeting and walls, but it was still more appealing than this place. It just seemed rather worn and outdated. Plus all the walls were a faint mauve which made me feel like we were in a funeral home.

We met the people who live next door to the place that is for sale; they are original owners so they’ve lived there for 15 years. They were very nice, and quite vocal about the association and the crap they’ve been put through over the years. If I didn’t already live there, I’d be weary about moving in after the stories they told us. The woman kept saying they would like to move, and I was thinking “heck yea, you should if you’re that unhappy.” Plus they would make a lot of money on the sale I bet.

Man, I love open houses! It cracks me up how many nosy neighbors were checking out the place: all the addresses on the sign-in sheet were from our street! I think it’s human nature to want to see how other people decorate or keep up their unit. Our next door neighbors have mentioned more than once that they’d be interested to see what changes we’ve made since we moved in. We keep putting them off since we’re still not done. It’s another reason why I still haven’t had a housewarming party. At this rate I’m not sure if I ever will. I’m too neurotic and I’d spend the whole time obsessing that the carpet or furniture would get damaged in some way. Not that I have wild friends, but you know how people are when it’s not their house.

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